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How do we spell our names when the cloud Has clot our mouth with salty waters? For us not to venture our hands into murky. We now bury our eyes beneath our shadows,            And Dancing to raindrops of plump poetry. How do we kiss a lover that lost his(her) lips At the momentary garden of awaiting bullet? For our love for nature can never be folded. Whennever I see my brother picking a rain, I run to my mother's thigh to ask why it's so, But she will say, "rainfall and thunderstrikes" My mouth couldnt  digest the language well, As darkness enveloped my eyes--i was lost. This is how I became blindfolded for 3 nights, Just like fire burning inside the eyes of a boy. My mother threw me  in the hands of thunder, As I walked my legs into the valley of storm, Where eyes were opened to see how raindrops And the origin of thunder that do strikes. I sat on the tongue of rain and folded my laps, I saw angels falling into rainbows in my mouth While ashes d

POETRY INVOICE📝 INSPIRATIONAL QUOTES SEVEN Submitted writers: Prince Joe Hat Modest Legendary Young Eric wore Ibnmudeer Esv_keks John mattew El_jimenez Mariobee Steadysmile Ahmed jamiu Eazypoet Judiasky Sir. Patrick Obinna Allwrite Jibotyabo Ayoola imran __ _________________________________________ Quote: "Fireflies are happiness to humans' emptiness" (Prince Joe) ______________________ Quote: "If your head follows your heart, you won't miss your path" (Hat) ______________________ Quote: "People wants you to succeed but not more than them" (Modest) _______________________ Quote: "Every problem comes to MAKE us or BREAK us, the choice is ours whether we become VICTIMS or VICTORIOUS" (legendary) _______________________ Quote: "Ideas don't come out fully formed, they only become clear as you work on them" (Young Eric Worre) _____________________ Quote: "The world is broken, not

POETRY FESTIVAL AT OYO STATE. 19/8/17. The wind dances to the beat of sango as I and three friends of mine stepped into the land of oyo, SPED To be precise. As we highlighted from a bike at SPED, oyo. we never knew we just started the journey of Israelites. We need to start asking people around, so we won't get lost as we moved a little bit forward. "It seems we need to ask someone overthere who could lead us the way, abi?" I asked sharperly. "No! most of the students here are deaf!" A friend of mine replied. "What! Jesus. This is becoming something else, Abeg I no won lost Abeg! This school is somhow scattered" I added immediately, In an indisposed manner. After few minutes, a woman on a bike came across us and asked  about the description of a hall.Unfortunately, it was the exact place we were going. "See, we haven't known the way, this woman asking from us again!" I said, in my mind. But unfortunately, she called someone on pho