i had written most of these powereful poems while i was 13years
i now write songs.
in a bid to keep memories alive. i decided to creat this thread. question on analysis, comments, and constructive criticims are welcomed.

The steel jacketed messenger of death!.

Hell:! Professionally proxied in a tube
A shell comfortably seated in a cube
Doors never shut yet you need to knock
...With a finger and not necessarily your fist before it let's go
The steel jacketed messenger of death.

Oh! What a messenger! So humble and obidient.
Without a knock, it remains there
Never delivering the message to its master
But to the aim? "The speed of light couldn't be faster"
Still the trusted messenger to still a breath.

You let,it jets,to the target it gets and in its nest its sure to melt.
It never mistakingly slips while on the shelf
But even at sleep, its never mistakingly deaf
To instill bucketed fear in every gender on earth.

Its a toy to a kid, employed by the skilled,straight to the hit yet indifferent o the
killed.
With freight in its sound, to hell it is bound and the effect is now!
The steel jacketed messenger of death. Is .....
A BULLET!

Nickel nine liquor...

It starts its work when it is night
Above all things, its no doubt a sleeker
Making en do things far from right
The end of which is to die quicker

When with it, faint is there might
Cars come by and their eyes refuse to see its flicker
Though. With it they find utmost delight
Wise men will stay away from nickel nine liquor

After seven journeys their strength seems to blossom
This strength fades away when its noon
When its dusk, they wake up in the gutter's blossom
And their doom is yet but very soon

When its dawn, they look up to the skies
And even north,south,east and west
Though theirs is not their eyes
somehow they find thier nest

PAULINA (my sun gone down)

My better-half and my mum are the most important persons in this world to me
The later is the dearest as u'd see
Born under mighty and proctective rocks
A model with many positive characters in stock
Oft in sorrow, oft in joy. Never to flee
The best thing that ever happend to me

My conveyance on a nine months journey
A bodily composition of matrimony
The lab of my 9months biological process
Procuring for me a living license
Your back was a proxy for my bed
Many storybooks to me you've read
And the realities of life instead

You were the first person I saw
When my body was raw
When the pain of bringing me into this world had turned u sour
When the sight of me, a coat of blood I wore
Can I ever forget that welcoming smile?
Dancing on your face while waiting for me at the shore?
Ready to wrap me with a coat of fur.

You thought me to carry each step until I was stable
With your help, I can now always walk and never stumble.
Cos you'd saved me the trouble while I was still todling
Ensur...... to be continued!

cutie born
bright like the sun
diapers gone
hurray! Jasper is one!

wrote this for my boy jasper @1

wrote this for dad's birthday

A shinny light shone on the horizon
a lofty height further from the forensic
from the loins of wisdom...
wisdom from his loins..begetting mega-wisdom (s)

daddy,my buddy.
my "paddy"...my "caddy"
my confidant..my confidence
the penchant...the fence

my inclination...my adoration
my guide...my guard
man with seven lives,
mum in heaven smiles,

“his fertile effervescent mind”
his fatherly ever-present bind
the simplicity of his complexity
the intricacy of his sagacity

magnanimity exemplified, hospitality embodified
enigmatically dogged, sub-urban rugged.
undauntedly courageous.. conscientiously religious
indefatigable hustler. easily-understandable teacher

the earthen raged
you damned the bellows
tactically concealing the hidden page
you squeezed in to the hollow

glad you didn't listen
look at what we would be missing
we might have taken the long way
you always knew we'll get there someday

...Daddy, age with grace!
happy birthday.