PENMIND MEDIA & CREATIVITY

By the time the world was raw By the hills that hewed the earth By the seas that shaved the shore With the sky that clothed the heaven With the thorns of the tongues Despite new world was torn And life was tattered And the malice of the monarch And the wrath of lies Truth would soon unlock The world locked by lies. © OLANIYI ABDULWAHEED PENMIND 

  I hate presenting a saga Get this straight before it's late Love making they say "is for all" But with a restriction- Not just any two people   But individuals of different sexes And not any two people of the same sex type. I like the "homosexuals" But I detest their acts- Gayness and   Lesbianism The ones who have deviated From all-round acceptable moral standard and Have equated wrong manners to civil rights. Why do you, mere mortals   Refuse to submit to the Providential canon of sexuality? Why then through mean potencies have you Devised a ton of "satisfying" your libidos? Which degree of 'horniness' is as great To the extent of making up with one's sex type? It's wonderful to admire a person of   One's sex type with complete candour, Tallying up the merits of each individual   But not to the completion of one's intense   Sexual urge. How on earth will I desire to be   Sleeping with...

I can laugh because I’m happy But I’m laughing because the happiness has gone And the unexpected has nullify our euphoria Though there is water everywhere But there is no water to drink Though freedom abounds from the outset But people are dining in misery. Though beautiful years of harvest are recorded But people are residing in the insole of wants Even the sun testifies to the condition of man Through its heat as if to burn the ado The moon descends at night With tremor like a giant to pacify the fuss The wind blew as if to unfold its ominous view The ocean roar in pain As if to surmount the inconspicuous mishap The cloud mumbles as if to exterminate the slave master Even the shadow is ever following to console. Cat-o-nine-tails is the only communication channel Where there is no chance for alternative What I like most to do resides in my imagination But never materialized because There is no fertile land to appreciate my seed Those I ...

Have you read or heard,   About one Claudius Caesar,   Of the Roman Empire?   Who was both cruel and wicked,   Germanicus who died at 30: But proudly massacred his wives; And children before departure except one. Was he just diplomatic?   Not that alone; but also got proclaimed,   As an adult at 14. Lately, in my own world,   Have I seen the living replica of,   The proud and dreadful Emperor. Like I remain battered,   Shall you, be after your knowledge,   Of these present Nero(es). My country has her Nero(es),   As Sabina and Messalina had theirs,   My home sits unhealthy,   Despite many riches,   The fear of dreadful diseases and death,   Has become the days' bane, That which is caused by the holy Neroes. The Neroes are the known 'Heroes',   The expert looters and SAVIOURS,   In the extreme. The real Nero of the Roman Origin,   Planted his seeds -...

Alone I am, depressed We need to talk out things, It has been a while; Long a while we spoke Let not my verses be ignored Father has gone beyond Mother has joined the army My dreams are shattered Hopes gone in abyss of lust We need to talk out things The sun is weakening my face When the night comes,  The moon comes, torments me Everything is not normal I need a new flesh of newness Stepping stone to see ahead To stop this brown frown on my face Send down your rain to reign Bless all this little kitchen of mine To chase away this wild hunger If you don't come, I may die If you don't show your face, Darkness will torture me  Depression has taken toll on me Fear has baptised me righteously Weakness, a focal point of my heart; We need to talk, dear God You need to heal this madness The pains piling up in me Dear God, a mother can't  Leave her son to die in misery  So you'll not abandon me also We...

If I kiss sand today   I have only slipped away to the next room.  I am, you are you.  Whatever we were to each other,  That, we still are.  I did rise and take flight .   Death is sweeter than honey   The sword of death   My only fear   The fear made me to flee  From darkness into light  To free captivity  Unbinding my soul from his will  The angel of death at his kill  Death is still Nothing   Your death will come to you, and never  You shall be, else, a slave of life,  Death is sweeter than honey   Just waiting for a dawn's favor,  From nights of poverty and strife. Death is nothing   Death is a Dialogue between  The Spirit and the Dust.  "Dissolve" says Death—The Spirit "Sir  I have another Trust"—  Death is beautiful   She'll build with you a common law,  One will of the Eternal Reign.  And you are not co...

Transverse of numerous blood and waters Leveller of altitude, undertaker of rising thoughts Absorbers of tears, confluence of heightened laughter Call of the morning, insuperable response of evening Ministers of broken thorns, tears on the horizon Catastrophe and jamboree, crest of the pinnacle Canopy of comfort, our shade of torment. Rhyming modes of beautiful lamentation tunes Drawing the sojourners of wilderness to the ball Dancing, wining, shining, on the table of pain Our mother is pregnant, what a pleasurable agony! Our resources are available, what a butt heads of war! Green leaf befriends soap, what a unification of forlorn hope! Pain! Our inseparable friend That has spread our comfort in alcove Joy! Our ghost of dashing shadows That legion which to embrace in a shroud of smoke Desperation is soiled with stumbling blocks Crestfallenness of the blind in an unknown route. Sing to me in parable and let me dance in mystery The t...

Down the valley hole In the days hands are old Chemistry has origin Chemistry, chemistry the voice to primitive language The reaction to modern language If clock is drawn back If time decelerates We can see there is no flame Without Fire Life is easier in the name of chemistry Oh! Great chemist In the olden days Cooking is by woods Octane is doing the work now Gas is aiding it Chemistry of all course The bedrock of science The only foundation with solid silicate and Caco3 If i can be given life I wish a chemistry life Where reaction is possible Where products are profitable I want to study chemistry To make life easier and faster To study their deeds To solve the problem of my people If im given chance to study in my after life Chemistry will be the only course my pen will write Life is chemistry #Proudly a chemist yalex# muhammed abayomi

My heart was lost long ago, Only to be found in lust territory, A step away from love kingdom Those gorgeous houses are mine, The bricks and mortars are of beautiful lies, Deceptions are the solid foundations. Mind not my words, come like a chameleon, They are truthful lies... Just to rule over your fragile heart   My egos were camouflages To dig deep into your virgin paradise, To tour through your thighs   Were my pleasurable missions... Only if you could notice? Lies wraps over my words Deceptions embrace my steps 'I love you'   Easiest phrase in my lexicon My heart remains a wanted criminal... Yalex   © 2016 Title- Truthful Lies