Friday 19 June 2015

WHAT I LIKE AND DISLIKE

I held Poetry clinic With My students, JSS 3 students, At Cedar Mathetain College @ off Ade Oyo Road off Ring Road, And within a week about 13 out OF 15 are able to write impressive poems. I asked them permission to post them on My wall And It was granted.
The second to be posted Is titled: ' What I Like And Dislike' by AINA OMOBOLANLE ADETUTU

WHAT I LIKE AND DISLIKE
I like Honesty
I dislike  Dishonesty
I like Success
I dislike Failure
I like Goodness
I dislike Vandalism
I like Humbleness
I dislike arrogance.

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Wednesday 17 June 2015

LIFE

I held Poetry clinic With My students, JSS 3 students, At Cedar Mathetain College @ off Ade Oyo Road off Ring Road, And within a week about 13 out OF 15 are able to write impressive poems. I asked them permission to post them on My wall And It was granted.
The second to be posted Is titled: ' Live' by EMMANUEL GODWIN .

LIFE
Life is so precious
Life is so fragile like an egg
Once it falls it breaks

Don't live other people's life
Live your own true life
Always remember to make
Good use of your life
While you have them

The end of the road is death
When you have your life and don't achieve anything
It is a waste
So always make Good use of your LIFE
WHILE you have it.

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THE LIVING TREE

I held Poetry clinic With My students, JSS 3 students, At Cedar Mathetain College @ off Ade Oyo Road off Ring Road, And within a week about 13 out OF 15 are able to write impressive poems. I asked them permission to post them on My wall And It was granted.
The second to be posted Is titled: ' The Living Tree ' by OBALOLUWA OLORUNTADE .

THE LIVING TREE
Filled with fruit and birds,
Surrounded with green grasses
And lovely flowers
Beautifying environment with lovely fruits
Which brings forth lovely singing birds
And colourful flowers shunning light, beautiful
The living tree

Every morning I come out
Out to see the beauty of the tree
There are  days I eat it's lovely fruit
Life and bliss into me it brings
And hears the hymn of it's melodious birds The Living tree

In the rain with it's extensive branches covers me
Though wet just keep me from the rain
It's fruits relieves me from hunger
Always waves at me when I for out
The Living Tree

At autumn a warm home for the birds
At summer it provides shade for me
Enduring the sun to provide me a shade
And smiling at me when I am sad
Whistling through the wind to put me to sleep
At the garden never wait for sunshine
To wake me with the dawn
The Living Tree

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Wednesday 10 June 2015

Animals

I held Poetry clinic With My students, JSS 3 students, At Cedar Mathetain College @ off Ade Oyo Road off Ring Road, And within a week about 13 out OF 15 are able to write impressive poems. I asked them permission to post them on My wall And It was granted.
The second to be posted Is titled: ' Animals' by ADEGBITE ENOCH.
 
ANIMALS
Animals are of different kinds
Either big or small
Ruminants or Non-ruminants
Mammals or aves
Pisces or amphibian 
They are also of different sizes

There is a particular animal I know
The most common animal in the jungle
Popularly called 'The King Of The Jungle'
They walk in group with pride
This makes them stronger than other animals

They stand in unity
Female hunts while male eat
Males snuggled in their father's mane

They are scary
Show their power and authority
They roar, could be heard miles away
Their golden so beautiful in the Savannah sun
Very strong and powerful in cat family

They are very fast
Climb trees and tear flesh of their preys
Even this bigger than them

This Animal
God made them Adam named them
But man keep them in Reserve

Friday 5 June 2015

THE PRECIOUS HORSE

I held Poetry clinic With My students, JSS 3 students, At Cedar Mathetain College @ off Ade Oyo Road off Ring Road, And within a week about 13 out OF 15 are able to write impressive poems. I asked them permission to post them on My wall And It was granted.
The second to be posted Is titled: ' A Precious Horse' by OYEDE PAUL.

A PRECIOUS HORSE
A horse is a precious horse
when it runs
It never gets tired easily
When it walks
It never faints
White, as smooth as  bleached clouds

A horse is strong
Can travel a distance far beyond reach
Used for sport its pace no one can beat
Gallops on cobbled road
Its hooves clatter with grace
Such a precious horse

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Thursday 4 June 2015

THIS WICKED WORLD

I held Poetry clinic With My students, JSS 3 students, At Cedar Mathetain College @ off Ade Oyo Road off Ring Road, And within a week about 13 out OF 15 are able to write impressive poems. I asked them permission to post them on My wall And It was granted.
The second to be posted Is titled: ' This Wicked World' by OGUNOLA OLOLADE.

THIS WICKED WORLD
This World, what a wicked world It is
So wicked That no one to be trusted
We are living In a corruptible society
To The left and right, front and back
Are corruptible people
Even The world itself Is corrupt and full OF evil
In Which No one should you put Your trust In but God

Wives betray husbands
Husbands their wives
Children unfaithful to their parents
Friends undependable
Oh, their Is no one to  rely on
What a wicked world we are living
Surrounded by wicked people
Trust nobody Even when yourself don't trust you
Put Your trust In no one but God.

This world Is such a wicked one
The more we live the more We learn
This world Is wicked
So We should be careful In every decision
We make In this world
That we might fall into the trap of  The enemies
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Wednesday 3 June 2015

Faith or fact

Faith might lack credence from reality But it's truer than the truth, However Wen it's leached We end up being betrayed by The fact. www.truthattwilight.com

AS I GROW OLDER

I held Poetry clinic With My students, JSS 3 students, At Cedar Mathetain College @ off Ade Oyo Road off Ring Road, And within a week about 13 out OF 15 are able to write impressive poems. I asked them permission to post them on My wall And It was granted.
The first to be posted Is titled: ' As I Grow Older'  by SUNKANMI BALOGUN

AS I GROW OLDER
It was a Long Time ago
I Have almost forgotten My dream
But it was There then
In front Of me
Bright like a sun, My dream
And then The wall rose
Rose slowly, slowly
Between me And My dream
Rose Until It touches The sky
The wall, a shadow cast I lie down in
No longer The light Of My dream before me
But above me, bricks upon bricks, a giant enemy
Yet My hand shall break through The wall
My hidden dream shall I find
And My darkness shall shatter
As I smash My night
Break My shadow into a thousand lights OF sun
Or into a thousand whirling dreams In The stars
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