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Chants Of A Mind by SAFIANU(m): 2:35pm On Jan 20, 2009 |
Hello folks! Welcome to my poetry blog. I’m glad you could drop by to catch a glimpse into my world of thoughts and imaginations. Here, I will be sharing with you a collection of some of my quiet moments…my thoughts. For a start, let me say that poetry is something that I really have a soft spot for and this is not far from the fact that I have a strong sense of admiration for poets and poetry. Thus, this sort of tilt my interest into the world of poetry and I decided to adopt it as one of my leisure pursuits. Though I must say; the guy has no background or whatsoever in literature. It's just my thoughts flowing through my pen and keyboard. Like the British Poet, William Wordsworth once said: “Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility”. And also, a Nigerian poet, Safianu succinctly put ; “Poetry is the only medium that understands a poet’s thoughts, imaginations, feelings, mood and all what not”. Hmmmh! I just hope you will find them fascinating and inspiring. Your comments will be highly appreciated. Have fun!!! CZARINA I must sing of you. I must chant your name And revere your beauty. You, the proud colossus Of the black race, The czarina of civilization. I’m your proud son And your blood runs in me With nobility and contentment And your strength; So sturdy as the Oak Is rooted in my soul. Africa my Africa Africa, the proud custodian Of black placentas, The abode of virgin riches: Adorn from head to toe. Africa, so chaste and wild. Africa, I must sing of you And my children shall chant The hymns of your praise. O’ Africa, the birthplace Of my forefathers, The sanctuary of my heritage. A BEAST CALL MAN This is not the world Of my mother’s tale. This must be a strange land. A strange land of massive tragedies, Of bloodbath, wars, Sorrows and horrors. Here, I hear the sad drums Of cancerous hatred And see the shrapnels of mistrust And injustice Whirling playfields Into war fields. And the victims Are women and children That are hurt and hunted Raped and ravaged Blood-stained and saddened In flocks of thousands. This world, I must tell you Is a canvass bathe with blood, Crushed bones And minced human flesh. The creative insanity Of a beast call man. Thus, this is not the world Of my mother’s tale. This can never be the world Of my mother’s tale. For this world is a mad stage Control by mass murderers. WARM BOSOM (for the homeless child) Waifs and Strays Hither and thither Like leaves in fall Enshrouded in thorns And thickets Of gory woes, Affright and entombed In lonely torment. A severe life, Amidst flocks of pains Walking through torturous Aisles Yet clinging To a charred remains Of a dream; A hopeful future Out of the streets Unto a warm abode NOSTALGIA As days merges into nights And nights into days Heralding the epilogue Of my sojourn I’m clasped With a weepy heart And my soul is raided With hoards of emotions Tinged With pangs of nostalgia For soon I will bid farewell To a land atop my breast A land acquainted With my rites of passage A land where I took-off My garments of innocence And girdled myself Against the dusky terrain… A GRIEVER OF LOVE I Here I am Yet again Sorrowing; my emotions wailing Like a mother in travail. Yet again, Sourness nesting atop My numbed heart That was hitherto abloom But now lamenting Solemnly, In thorny anguish. Here I am Yet again A mourner Cloaked in aloneness. II But yet again Whenever love beckons With it sweetness along Tread I must, walk I must Down the accustomed aisle To the tranquil isle Where sweetness lingers And warmth abound In the bosom of my beloved. |
Re: Chants Of A Mind by befi: 9:05am On Jan 21, 2009 |
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