Friday, 27 February 2015

"Rocking-On With Edaoto And The Afrogenius Band"

                                                                 ThePoetryCourt 
                         brings you: "Rocking-On With Edaoto And The Afrogenius Band"







Rockin-On With Edaoto and the Afrogenius Band is a monthly event of every first Thursdays, it features poetry, music and other genre of the art.

March edition will be featuring:

Obadikah Brass Band

Wale Ojo

Uche Uwadinachi

Time: 6:59pm - 10:00pm

Venue: Freedom Park, Near St Nicholas Hospital, Lagos Island.

Date: 5th of March 2015

Gate: FREE Freedom park entry applies: N200

Don't miss it!

Sunday, 22 February 2015

"SHARING LOVE IN DIRE TIMES" DAY 9

 DAY 9

"I will teach your eyes how not to grow weak
when you look at me
I will teach your mind how not to forget every words I love to speak
If dying is drowning in the river of your untainted alms
Where your hold speaks of the safety of Noah's ark
I will die so many time just to protect your
eyeballs from getting dark"



 NOT LOVING YOU IS A PUNISHMENT


I'm done perusing the mystery that shrouds the real me
I don't want to learn me anymore, for my dream is being holy
And being holy is loving you only
Don't question my insanity
Just show me the light
That has been buried at the center of your heart
Open your eyes to this reality
That discovered the real me at the edge of your nose
The lids of your eyes
speak of the worth of gold
your moonshine eyes truly create paradise
That matched my reckless love life

I will teach your eyes how not to grow weak
when you look at me
I will teach your mind how not to forget every words I love to speak
If dying is drowning in the river of your untainted alms
Where your hold speaks of the safety of Noah's ark
I will die so many time just to protect your
eyeballs from getting dark

I left my breath in your nose
So you can be whole
So I can live in the deepest part of your soul
To learn everything that makes up your whole

With you I come alive
Like your shadow will not ceased to sprout to
life
With you I come I alive
Like happiness is condemned to create
laughter or make you smile
With you I come alive
for loving you is the only beauty I derived from life.
























Kemi Bakare "kemistree" is an experienced young performance poet who had assumed the position of a performance director for AJ HOUSE OF POETRY ( A poetry performance organisation based in Lagos Nigeria AJEGUNLE)

She is a member of Y.P.I "YOUTH PASSION INITIATIVE", an organisation that is out to change the mindset of young people towards possibilities and uncommon community development. kemistreee demonstrates vastness of resources and utility as spoken wordpoet, her themes and performances compels attention from all. She emerged as the overall winner of WORDSLAM V organised by GOETHEINSTITUT LAGOS 2011. She reviewed a shortlisted children literature for LNG award 2011 and won the LOUDTHOZ best poet for the month of may in 2013. Kemi has been shortlisted in various poetry competitions including the NIGERIA/ZIMBABWE POETRY EXCHANGE 2012 and her poem "Mute The Songs of Excuses " was published in the Black Communion Poetry Anthology 2013. She has performed in various events such as the Lagos Black Heritage Festival 2014, Word up,Coterie, Picturez Magazine Launch 2013, Wole soyinka and @80 poetry tour 2014 in Nigeria Just to mention a few. kemistreee has been featured by various poets and rappers and was ranked 4th best spokenword artiste, 11th poet that rocked Nigeria in 2014. kemi bakare emerged as the overall winner of the Eko Poetry Slam 2014 organized by the Eko Literary Society and MeroFM 97.7. She is the first guest poet in Nigeria to perform for the 3rd Annual Celebration of the Unseen Awards alongside Lagos state Governor, S.A.N Babatunde Raji Fashola. she is currently working on a collection titled "What I have become". This young poet featured in a video alongside other great poet who calls for peaceful election in Nigeria for 2015 as well as the "Stop the violence."video with the wordup crew.

(C)kemistreee



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"SHARING LOVE IN DIRE TIMES" DAY 9

DAY 9

"If you don't read this text message
Two things you will discover"
READ THIS TEXT!

 TEXT MESSAGE

If you read this message
Two things you will discover
How much I love you
How much I miss you

If you don't read this text message
Two things you will discover
How I can't stop loving you
How I can't stop missing you


















 Oku-ola Paul Abiola (PauDeSimple) is an award winning poet and author of "Oh! What a Calamity and Other Poems' (a collection of poems on HIV/AIDS) and 'WAKE UP POETRY' (A collection of poems on domestic violence)


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Saturday, 21 February 2015

"SHARING LOVE IN DIRE TIMES" DAY 8

DAY 8
   
"As fright engulfs us with flames
Sadness holding in hands sword
With the moon dripping blood
To pace angers of lovers taste
The sun yawn widely with vivid shows
Corpses from nearby graves lay out bony hands
Allying with loneliness to ambush thought
Restricting our thought of hugging joy"

"THIS GUY DEY VEX O"


        LOVE IN THE CEMETERY

Embracing nights in cold
Cloaking arms with trial of covering ears
Preventing our whisper like mourning gong
Announcing the final gaze of the king
Here where a wink sounds like earthquake
With our souls pacing around dwellings
Hugging disgrace for loud sound of heart beat
That echoes aloud
With sound echoes that shakes the sky

Homing peace to be calm in our lot
As fright engulfs us with flames
Sadness holding in hands sword
With the moon dripping blood
To pace angers of lovers taste
The sun yawn widely with vivid shows
Corpses from nearby graves lay out bony hands
Allying with loneliness to ambush thought
Restricting our thought of hugging joy

The bitter night turns our enemy
The visit of the young morning
Becomes the dreaded invader of joy
Homeless souls seat on edge of grave
Feeding on our stories told only by gaze
Ghost offering us their torn dresses
To cloth our skin from the angered sun
Banished spirits frown at our story
For its not cooked to grace their pleas

At the peak of graces
When lovers last songs were meant to be sang
Graves start to spin in uniform
Leaving us alone in grave island
Where lovers cannot recognize their own gaze.
The whirlwind uprooting bones
To add spice to our silence
Skeletons move in troop with joy
That their sight would curse our happiness

When traveled to middle of day
Hunger chewing up intestine seems a friend
When ghost were parading
With body and eyes dripping blood
Reasons cloud in cool air
Choice take front in line
Gonging the ashamed heart to pile woods
In hope of two strike of stones
Will lit unending flame
That will in will of grace
Melt the ice and free the blocked lips
To let out songs in glory of acceptance.























Oko Owi Ocho is a poet, playwright and a novelist who believes strongly in the course of African emancipation from modern imperialism. He is the author of two unpublished collections 'Broken Rhythms and Archer of Words'.



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"SHARING LOVE IN DIRE TIMES" DAY 8

DAY  8

"Peace!
Just took a long walk like Jill Scott
A million voices throbbing her stillness, piecing the dots
Seeking for satisfying freedom from enraged contention
A bone that has clogged her throat stable with obsession"



PEACE CRIES



Peace!
Where is peace?
She is outside with her piece
Unhappy is the one written in her mind
She seeks for tranquil trailing from behind


Peace!
Just took a long walk like Jill Scott
A million voices throbbing her stillness, piecing the dots
Seeking for satisfying freedom from enraged contention
A bone that has clogged her throat stable with obsession


Peace!
Screams, begging beastly brother violence
For a treaty that ends war, an absolute credence
She preaches peaceful proverbs properly positioning purpose
Her echoing still small voice beckons all who blew her trombones


Peace!
Dies to walk these streets with bare feet
Tying strings from the north to the entire Nigerian sphere
She summons strong figures of speech to placate the repulsive gods
Whose grey horses has refused to drink from the pool with tender drops


Peace!
She cries daily in our blasts-ridden streets
When thousands unfed are silenced with death’s defeat
She wishes to be to be the pawn drawn by the paws of full resilience
Her vision is still bright in the darkness of calamity; relentless


Peace!
She frees your mind from backstabbing relics
Her presence clears the ominous dark sky in hysterics
The absence of her cannot mean war; she is no whore riding on the feeble
So, many who hold her hands on this road will feel her absolute piercing like a needle

©  Edwina 'Neofloetry' Aleme, 2015.






















 Edwina 'Neofloetry' Aleme is a Port Harcourt based spokenword performance poet, a graduate of Theatre Arts, University of Port Harcourt. She is a Freelance Makeup Artist, stage and film Actress, Playwright, a lover of the Arts in its totality. She is one of the founders of the fast growing poetry movement known as FIGURES OF SPEECH in Rivers State. She has performed in several states across Nigeria and Ghana. Neofloetry loves to travel for poetry sake; and has written several poems, short stories, playlets; though none has been published yet.


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Friday, 20 February 2015

"SHARING LOVE IN DIRE TIMES" DAY 7

DAY 7


 "Then the voice of silence
 Loud and clear echoes d whispers"

 "I bring love"



        RED FLOWERS

 White gloomy morning
 On a dry green mat
 A squirrel racing towards me
 Red flowers on its beak, no lat
 And like saw dust my puzzled heart pours down
 Four red flowers
 On a little beak, no flag, no crown.
 Now restless i become in my gloomy bower.

 Then the voice of silence
 Loud and clear echoes d whispers
 "I bring love"
love pregnant with peace.
 Green and white yet swim in the ocean of black violence.
 Like titanic an avalanche before you lingers
 If in still born, love looses peace at your ease.





















 Assumpta Kelvin is a student of the department of
English and Literary
 studies,Kogi State university, Anyibga. She is a
contributor to the
 department's anthology of poems/short drama/
prose titled VOICES FROM
 THE CONFLUENCE: an anthology of creative
writing(2013).She hails from
 imo and lives in Abuja.



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"SHARING LOVE IN DIRE TIMES" DAY 7

 DAY 7

"Pledge are made like politicians
But before the cock crows
Denials are made like Peter"


       ON THIS DAY

This day is an irony
Of the confessions made by many lips
Blood split on white field
As love birds fight with passion

On this day Virgins become prostitutes
an exchange of flowers for flowers
This day passion begot sweet agony

This seasoned wind
Promised you gold
And took away your diamond
This day will leave many eyes sweating

On this Day
Passion will leave scars on many hearts
Fools will be made this day

On this day
Emotion and passion seems endless like
brass ocean
But it ends before the cock crows
Pledge are made like politicians
But before the cock crows
Denials are made like Peter

Turn the other side of this coin
And see the irony and deception of this  day.

This Day of
I love love
Love to love
But i dread those day called lover's day.






















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entrepreneur that believes in
possibilities, the CEO, of CO THE BEST
iNTERNATiONAL®, a true Nigerian
with the birth name Okorode Christian.
Graduated from the Department of
Political Science, Niger Delta University. A
seasoned Life Coach/Motivational Speaker; a Spoken Word Poet and the Publisher/Editor in Chief of The Seed Magazine. Adding quality values to humanity and seeking wisdom to improve himself and man has always being his passion.



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