Lovice

To all the ladies and gents
That are scared of commitments
That are always on self defense
Due to a little bit of scar from previous events

Do not shy away from heartbreak
By putting on the breaks on anything good that comes your way
Previous relationships’ is something like a snake
It is never the bite that puts you away but the venom coressing through your veins

You might have heard bad stories along the way
That have kept you in hiding from a mile away
It is like drinking acid while expecting not to decay
Do not fall victim to someone else yesterday’s fear and miss out on the opportunities of today

Cc everyone you see on the streets
To finally see the one that will set your heart free
What type of ink stains do you want on your sheets
Or have you never thought about the type of life you want to live?

Love is but beautiful
A synonym and acronym that can never be awful
More sweet than the Belgium waffle
And so elegant, there is nothing more lawful

There is nothing to fear but the paranoia of joy
A subtle reminder that loneliness is something to avoid
And Life is nothing but a void
With so much emptiness awaiting to be filled with your love

To all the ladies and gents
That are scared of commitments
That are always on self defense
Due to a little bit of scar from previous events

Do not shy away from heartbreak
By putting on the breaks on anything good that comes your way
Previous relationships’ is something like a snake
It is never the bite that puts you away but the venom coressing through your veins

COPYRIGHT © A-One Poetry, 2022.

Reprimanded Politics

Reprimanded law
Inevitable death by the chain saw
Detriment of Politics that we all saw

The race of the elites
Spoils of war is the youths
Voters mishaps that led to twenty three

We remain appreciative of the good
The journey of destiny however remains on your feet
Crys of the crying in search for whom to lead

Nigeria the home of the poorest and World class elite
The most illiterate and holder of the world highest IQ
The dump yard of disease and best doctors to ever exist.

A paper on its own cannot form a book
Collectively in unity can we only achieve
The goal has shifted from becoming rich to having the simple freedom to just exist

Dehumanised humanity for the living
Slimmer than a niddle is our chances
Yet we war to put food on our slave masters dinning

The race for throne is creeping closely
Yet we remain obtuse to the fact of reality
Older they get with the same voice of familiarity

Reprimanded law of Politics
Inevitable death by the result we sought
Determinants of our politics should not be in blood

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Prophetic Desire

Your love eats like piranhas 
So vicious but lovely, a blossom so attractive
So deep but sweet, my deepest desires
Within my dreams the nightmare to all my horrors

Fire on fire
The flame that burns my desire
So ruthless but calm like a romantic messiah
The prophecy has began to whom my heart shall retire

Fire on fire
The type that blossoms
when the heart beats for its deepest desire
You are the one it calls with the singing voice of a choir

Fire on fire
Look me in the eyes and tell me your deepest desires
Close your eyes and take me to furthest parts of the planet
Then watch me tell you how deeper it is – my love and affection

Fire for fire
A story like.., but not for campfire
So Romantic and true but sounds like a fictional desire
Knoweth is ye the tales, for ye seats on the isle of romantic satire

Fire on fire
I listen to the birth of my desires
The fate I am destined to acquire
Me and you for eternity, no other fate I could require

Your love eats like piranhas
So vicious but lovely, a blossom so attractive
So deep but sweet, my deepest desires
Within my dreams the nightmare to all my horrors

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Remember When

Remember when I said I love you

When I looked into your eyes after we cuddled 

The morning I made breakfast before you left for office

You even uttered I make the best waffle

How could you forget, you had on a red shoe

I said to you, “that’s too much red boo…

Your flaming hotness matches with your shoe”

You replied “here you go with your silly jokes”

I know you remember, I came by to pick you from work

You made us stop by the store to get some groceries 

I even mentioned a joke that made you blush 

“Despite this vegetables being today fresh, 

my girl looks fresher and she’s just off from work”

How could you forget, It was a friday so we had a movie night 

I replaced your popcorns with the fake rubber ones 

One thing led to another and it became a pillow fight 

The next morning you woke up with a love bite 

You woke up and caught me writing a poem for you 

The poem states 

When it comes to you

I would move mountains to see you smile 

I would swim across the nile to hold your hands

I would wrestle an Anaconda to entertain you 

I would I would, yes I would 

I would love you until you tell me to stop 

Then I would love you more even after my heart stops”

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Break Me Down

They say tough love is the best love 

Where the only closure you get is that of a firm glove

If this is the love they claim to be the best

Why does it break me down, why does it scrape my heart

If this is love then why does it tear me apart


Life was never meant to be apples and roses 

Even the best of love tends to come with a motive

Just read between the lines, some cries are easier to notice

It is no surprise some tears drop like lotus

Especially when the love seems to be hocus pocus


A lot of bogus words are said in the name of love

Their palm might be clean but a lot of heart breaks on their glove

Yet they have the nerve to look one in the eye and call it true love

If this is love then why does it break me down

Why does it tear me apart, why does it turn my life around

It used to be the usual before you showed face 

Nothing fancy, but at least I sanely had my grace 

I tried my best to keep positive vibes around my space

Life was good and I was enjoying the race

I even had a smile on my face

Now I am insane and in need of grace

I dreamt of love and I found hate 

I had hopes we would ride through the golden gates

Not knowing I was just another food on your destructive plate

How could one hate to love and love to hate

Love comes in many form

For some it’s cold while others warm 

Some weather the storm while others enjoy the fun

They say’ true love could never harm

If the love is true, then why does it tear me apart

How difficult is it for one to be true to themself

It is true one need to have in order to give 

The moment you find love is when you begin to live

As much as it is a choice, why would you break a heart

You claim this is love, then why does it break me down

COPYRIGHT © A-One Poetry, 2021.

The TAOetry

To be is to be born
To live is to be alive
All things are born of being
Being is born of none being

The TAO is in me and you
The TAO moves within everything around you
The TAO is peace
The TAO provides love that does not cease

They say the road to enlightenment is always dark
The road that leads forward seems to go back
The road that leads direct has a longer path
The road of the TAO is that from your heart

The feeble minded will laugh when they hear the TAO
Should they not result to laughter it is not the TAO
The Average minded will be at a half believe of the TAO
The Superior minded will immediately begin to embody the TAO

The TAO is of everything but it comes from nothing
The TAO is a knowledge of self and being
He who understand it has wisdom
It does not come with force but it gives strength

He who is content is truly rich
He who gives himself for others shall live long
He who gives himself for the TAO lives for eternity
He who gives himself for no one lives a zero life

Elegance comes from diligence
True power they say seems weak
Steadfastness they say seems changeable
True purity they say seems tarnished

The greatest art seems unsuffiscated
The greatest love seems indifferent
The greatest wisdom seems childish
The greatest poem reads like this

To be is to be born
To live is to be alive
All things are born of being
Being is born of none being

COPYRIGHT © A-One Poetry, 2021.

Victim Cry(s)

A goal achieved is a goal defined 

They turn a blind eye to our victim cry 

Our innocence has been violated a countless times

And they expect us to keep putting the past behind 

Say No, Yes I have said so 

Then what next, is that enough though ?

What else do I need to do to make them know 

But is it enough that they know ?

Before your title you were human

How difficult is it to maintain that union 

Aside from peace what did you hope to conceive 

How ironic, anti-robbery becomes freedom thieves

United we should be by the bond of nature 

Nigeria lands our home, gardens and structure

We are united by a bond that renders you my brother/sister

Rather than being my killer, what does it take from you to be my savior

I plead with the humanity that resides within you 

Listen to the victims cry, deja Vu

It happened, it is happening, it will continue until you change your attitude 

Ignorance never solved any mystery, just ask scooby doo

I plead on behalf of my fellow citizens 

The force is out of hand and needs sincere discipline 

Do not go out of line, in the name of putting us in line 

ENDSARS is not a motion, It is a race that is determined to reach its finish line

A race cannot be finished behind the finish line 

Do not turn a blind eye to the victims cry

Their citizenship has been betrayed a thousand times

How ironic that he who is to bring an end, starts a beginning that leads to his end.

COPYRIGHT © AHMAD ABDUL-ONE, 2020.

Heroes Of Shimfida

I am not dead but I was sentenced to death

Nothing criminal my offences were taking care of threats 

I swore to protect until my last breath

Only to be killed in the jungle and you don’t even care 

 

I went through the same life troubles as you 

I have a family and children I send to school

Being in the army does not mean I am slaving for you

It is the love for my country that led me to put on the boot

 

I left my family in the name of my nation

They cried in tears as I was sent off to a distant destination

It might seem to you I don’t cry because I was trained to control my emotions

This is only because I have to be strong for you to enjoy your freedom

 

It might not seem much to you that I do

All the sacrifices you think is not true 

My colleagues that gave their lives in service for you

Oh! I understand, It is the money that only concerns you

 

Your allegations of military corruption is beyond my say

As a soldier, I am disciplined to remain at bay 

Respect is key, as such my superiors I listen and obey 

I am not saying I am a slave but I trust in what they say

 

When I fall in battle, they mourn me 

It pains me to hear you don’t even have me in your memory

What do you think was my last thought as the bullet penetrates me 

I might not be your family, but the uniform deserves you to celebrate me

 

Eighteen good soldiers 

We ate together, trained together, and bleed together 

We might have fallen in this battle but never shall we lose the war

We are soldier, dead or alive we fight for the freedom of all

 

We fight with our fallen comrades at heart

We shoulder you on our backs 

And protect you from those trying to stab you in the back 

That is no reason for you to turn your backs on us 

 

This is no cry seeking for sympathy 

As a fellow citizen I deserve your empathy

Only together shall we unit in restoring our dignity

In the names of the Heroes of Shimfida, we will achieve our victory

 

COPYRIGHT © AHMAD ABDUL-ONE, 2020.

Love Scuffle

My Love

I know we have not been as intended

Our relationship stepped down from its harmony

I can see you are questioning our certainty

We used to have the best love stories

Our history should not be made history

Our relationship needs to revive its glory

Your name shall remain immortal in my diary

 

The mornings I wake up next to you

And we cuddle On each other like tattoo

Eventually I run into you

We mourn and yawn for more…

 

Every morning you sun my sunflower

Every evening you are seated on my sky scrapper

Every second of the day you are my hearts appetizer

We go back and forth but we never get tired

 

Such a journey is far from an end

Our relationship could only ascent

We have grown beyond the typecast of Boy & Girlfriend

Not even Romeo & Juliet, Jack & Rose could out Romance us

 

Baby girl I miss you

I know it is only been a couple minutes since our fight

Life is just not the same without you

For others it takes hours or days, Baby it’s seconds when it comes to you

 

Since you walked through the door

It completely shook my core

That was the first time I heard you roar

My heart naturally turned sour

 

My love I need you back with me

…While writing, I heard my phone ring

“Hello babe”, she said

“Would you like me to get you anything ? I stopped to get some groceries”

 

My heart skipped a bit hearing her voice

Immediately I begin to rejoice

“Nothing love but my usual favorite choice”

“Hurry up baby, and bring yourself back to me”

 

Our journey continues

In just a couple minutes, whatever is no longer an issue

Our love built a trust that became lust

Which makes it easier to forgive the others mishap

 

Finally, my baby is home

Kindred hearts we are never alone

“I am sorry about earlier, It shall not happen again”

“Come baby, Let me put some ice cream in your cone”

COPYRIGHT © AHMAD ABDUL-ONE, 2019.

Poeticverse

There is always an irony to life 

The caterpillar needs to die to become a butterfly

It transforms from a snailly form of eww!

To a wingy form of Awww!

 

The Irony that remains 

Is for the soul that never changed 

For your limited life where do you stand ?

Karma has an irony that visits when you become sand 

 

Search for your metaphor in poetic justice

Like a game of dice, it comes like your chances of double six

A satire in every win

Emotions but memory contains the heavy deeds

 

In this universe 

Poetry I see in every little thought

One come and go but life never stops

Karma is a bitch and it’s never her fault

 

Today patience lacks attitude

Mockery has become a self fulfilling fortitude 

An irony in every longitude and latitude 

Am I running from every long attitude that outlast my attitude ?

 

Karma does not allow one to cheat life

Such an irony even death cannot cheat life 

A short parody of life can be rolled in one dice

Unlike life, like the dice chances might come twice

 

I seek the poetry in this universe 

I see the Irony that is this universe 

Karma remains a bitch in every poetic parody

Thus, for the paradise in life, I claim my universe ‘The Poeticverse’

 

COPYRIGHT © AHMAD ABDUL-ONE, 2019.