#blockchainpoet

source Okeydoke… Okey… Dokey.. “It is as clean as white, isn't it? So safe it is. For it is hokey” Said by Turkey, monkey, and donkey. “ But let's be pokey” Said by Turkey. Appearance doesn't mean it's

Taboolization and Taboolism. source That kind of phobia-ism, A creation, Where too much energy, Places its synergy, It is an action, Which is attached to realism, Just like a notion, Which acted like an

P.S the photo uploaded was edited by me in canva.

Yesterday evening, we were dressed in quiet grace. We stepped into the evening, hearts steady, yet glowing with something deeper than smiles. Side by side, my son and I, two souls wrapped in one gentle

When we are young, Lagos sun on our backs, We chase danfo dreams through noisy streets, Laughing loud like market women at noon. When we are bold, we speak without fear, Our voices rising like church

Nature, my friend in solitude, My love in loneliness, Never forsakes our companionship, Always kind, Always there, Always warm, Always true. Its enduring love envelopes my very being. Oh! How comforting

Meditating on how @moeknows had described "Haibun and Haiku," which I am not familiar with, will be the basis for my poetic reflection. I find this week's poem to be very daring. I understand

When the path seem black and lengthy, And every stride seems so wrong. Lift your head; you are not finished yet. You may run though the race is difficult. The storm may yell; the night could endure, Still,

My neighbor lives with a constant brow, Across the fence, their stories flow. Their tongue cuts deep like a farmer's plough; They twist the truth the street may know, Their power speaks in shadows low,

Image Generated Using Meta AI It began— not softly. A choice, small to the eye, but heavy like wet harmattan clothes. My heart— a drum at village festival— too fast, too loud, beats tripping over each

Excellent day everyone Carefully she walks , Gracefully she talks: Her voice a melody to listen Her eyes a star to behold. Slowly and quietly he approaches, Feet so light, evading cockroaches: And like

Image Generated Using Meta AI He said, "Why did a goat join a choir group?" I blinked. He grinned. "To bleat in G-major, not just to snoop!" I gasped, then wheezed, then fell off the

Hmmm! That moment! So blurry, yet however crystal, still lingers in my head like a rhythm, filling my every thoughts with booming regrets. If only I could see it coming, If only I could turn back time.

It often comes softest, after and during each prayer— When my hands are still, When my thoughts are clear, in the quiet serenity; when silence sits heavy in the room. A pull beneath the skin, subtle but

In the hush between heartbeats, it comes— a voice not loud, but deeply known, just that calm, familiar tone that sounds like my mother's advice and the tiny wisdom I carry inside. It speaks when silence

Source I thought we had forever But forever folded into nothing You made promises Then left me with silence and space A room full of echoes A heart full of ache Years passed But you're still here Not in

I thought we had forever, but I was wrong. You made promises, then left me alone. Years have passed, yet you’re still on my mind, A memory I wish I could leave behind. I won’t lie, I cried for you, But

*Seeing me fall What’s your gain? Every moment? Just… filled with pain. I'm crying right now, But tell me when does the rage stop? Sanity arrested Like I’ve been locked up by a cop. I've tried. God knows

Source I’m going insane. Not because you left You didn’t. You’re still there. Untouched. Unbothered. While I? I’m unraveling in real-time. I haven’t texted. Haven’t called. But it’s not pride holding the

The air and gas in a particular place. Can surely affect its atmosphere. Atmospheric pressure can change here and there. Weather, why are you changing? Weather can be cold today and hot tomorrow. When