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 The Eyes can see , the tongue can taste The eyes  can see , the tongue can taste  The eyes can see things in their beautifúl ways The mouth can judge but the tongue must taste To tell us how truly beautiful this things are. Trust must come from every leaf, because everything comes with it own taste. But only  The tongue must taste to tell how beautiful they are.  The eyes will continue to see things in their beautifúl ways but the tongue must taste to tell us how beautiful they are  The eyes can see,  the mouth can judge but only tongue must taste to tell us how beautiful things are. Trust like every leaf must be tasted to know how beneficial it is all. Many have gone without taste, they gave all they had without taste and trust. Life is filled with faces, so nobody should confidently consum without having a taste. Then develop trust. From l Isaiah Ebhodaghe  Sky de Poet  Lessons from this POEM  1. Everyone should be very watchful with ...

 The dust of the earth cannot  Allure me nor it beauty bring me down. Many keep wondering about My existence but even I cannot portray The powers that stand by me. Days and men of different minds Stear at me with outmost wondering  of my been there for years, many had gone  Keep wondering. But I know what they don't know. And understand what they do  not know. Sky, this three later words entails alot but only  Few can infa this facts.  Search for knowledge is yours portion. But remember knowledge does not leaves the earth.  It ends here.  Sky the father of the SUN, the MOON and the STARS. Your children ever live to acknowledge your love and greatness. When you move , I move with you. When you are still , I am at still. So, I am with you. Never be afraid. 

 They isolate my feet  But my mind cannot be Isolated. They swing their swords while I swing my skills I cannot run but I stand to fight. Fighting all those who want to pull Down my buttresses. Telling me to prove my skills against  Their swords. But I will not sweep against  The wind but I will put history to play again. By  Isaiah Ebhodaghe  Sky de Poet  Lessons for the poem  1. Problems are bound to happen  2. But never give up in trouble  3. They must try you in many ways 4.  But keep doing your thing for good  5.  And continue to ignore their foolishness  6. A day of success is coming where history  Will continue to remember great men and women  If you keep doing that great thing that may be  Facing difficulties now.

 I have crossed the rivers  Of the seas. I met with the dolphins and  The sharks on my vovage I have spread my tributaries  Unto a perfect destination  Looking unto a new beginning  It was liike a dilapidated vehicle conving The weak and the strong. But how can I relied  On a sick donkey for a successful journey. I laughed when the sailor came down and  Broke my mind unto a fragment of one though  Who spoke: Not as you think God is in control  Just enter inside. All my thoughts of a  new beginning was successful conveyed by the dilapidated vehicle. From  Isaiah Ebhodaghe  Sky de Poet  1.Lessons from the poem  2.Life is a journey  3.You meet different characters of people  4.Some are good some are bad 5. Never look down on any body 6. That useless person today would become   Great tomorrow  7 Always consider someone reasonable advice  because God works in different ways. 8 tomorrow is...

 The power of words Had turned this feeble virgin  Unto a movable flower. I will not be convinced if she  Was allured with the words of wealth Because she was actually the silver born spoon. What words were used to moved her unto  The corridors of men? I would love to those  Words from the horses mouth. Then I will speak those words to parents and guardians to warn their children not to fallen leaves before the tree in the field. Power of words, promised that could be shadows away from the real just to satisfy their uncomtrole desire, be warned. By Isaiah Ebhodaghe Sky de Poet  +2348054158005 (Wish to send me a gift  3018024257 First bank , Isaiah Ebhodaghe.)                     Lessons from the poem  1. Be wise when you are above 16 2. Be prudent in your life 3. Words can be shadows  4. Trust nobody  5. Be vigilant and take your time and study People before accepting anyone to your life....

 Your words has bought  You a wide parlour where  You can talk with freedom without respect. The tree cannot be more  Important to severe the  Land that hold it root. But you blindfully look down  On your powers. Your beauty lost it glory because  You finally lost the grace of the Land you severe. You boarst like the Hen and prowl because  Of your chicks, which your labour cannot Beautify without the efforts of the  land You severe. Who will confort what looks bigger than  The carrier?  Poet Isaiah Ebhodaghe  Sky de poet +2348054158005 poemsnarticles@gmail.com               Lessons from the poem 1. Beauty should not cover your sense as a human  2. Always acknowledge that in your success people are behind you, so acknowledge them. 3 . Don't you ever look down on any body  4. Always keep relationship no matter your riches. 5 women respect your husband. He is the father of the house. ...

 For long you maintain your Role, up there is your Palace  Doing your job like a man of focus  Never care who sees him or who tend to  throw rubbish to it.  Yet everything and everyone look up to the Sky. The plants prey for your visit , knowing fully that  every minute is a page to remember of your love. You never grow old , ever Green. Truly we humans can posses this virtue some day. You have children all round you, keeping you  Company. You have the Stars, you have the Moon and the Sun.  Truly those who don't have company are  lonely, lonely and dangerous. You have seen many generations , those who  think power is forever are swept away before  your eyes. You consider the cry of men by changing your Climatic condition. You are truly far away from the Earth. Reason  why the fog of men cannot reach you I love you SKY 

 I cannot do without you  I can boastfully walk without  Money, but not without you. You have made me popular  Even from far away, they admire and adore  me. Friends and unknown friends wish to see me because of the stamp of honour you have made for me. Tomorrow has no end as you stay bye me,  don't grow cold, still roll for me and dignify me. My heart and my desire stays forever as you roll for me. Roll for me to the sky, roll to all nook and crannies. Roll when I knock at  your door , roll  when ideas drop like fruits from it stem, Roll for me my best friend  Roll for me my BALL PEN.

Absolute power creepy down slowly. The beautiful onces are yet to born, while the ugly onces refused to die Absolute power creepy down slowly Power should not be tasted by all, inrespective of colour or age. Absolute power creepy down slowly. The elders should not destroy the growth of elder rather wisdom to keep them smiling together Absolute power creepy down slowly. One man standing others sitting stearing to stand a minute. Absolute power creepy down slowly.

My pondering had decimated my fears and had coloured my face with an unending beaut. Do not tell me not to ponder, tell my children to ponder in their meals and dry moments tell them to ponder. Tell them to ponder with the concise tell them to ponder about their future in it they will make good decisions. a decision that will colure their facéw with an unending beauty, this acts will beautify our environment. Tell them not only to look before they leap, tell them to ponder before they look. That they may not be lured with what they see. Tell our horns to ponder about the future where humans are valuable than gold where influence will be thrown at the back doors and the right of all with equal buttress. MEANNING of my poem: This poem teaches wisdom to everyone. telling everyone to think seriously before acting.Because some people blaim the authourity for their weakness. also in the parts of leaders. That they value life in all that they do and equal rights to all.

there are nights that the bat has not seen and we pray may it see it on it weak wings life of peripheral gestures darkness of destruction swinging hands of buttresses just to nib destiny unto bud. Do not consider your weak hands but consider and look vividly the hands of assistance, they washed your clothing in the morning with a costly detergent while at night, while at night, they stained it with blood.

Their words and actions are parallel which are clearly seen by the light in my eyes every man for himself they said but God for us all, i added by the light in my eyes Do what i said but don't do what i do is a clear picture which are seen by the light in my eyes. the light has filled my eyes with great light i can differ the good from the bad i opened my eyes to every wind that blew because of the light in my eyes i know i cannot be nib in the bud because the light in my eyes is all i can see, gleaming to the sky.

What music are you playing for the dying souls? You blind horns. You kept your home secured with an iron gate while you left your tools with an armor of destructions. You sang songs of promises, while your tools cows of destruction dances into wine and left their tomorrow under contempt. Power does not go to the grave, sing songs of good works because power is just a visitor to men.

Can you machine me to fit into those dreams i always dream about. can you machine my eyes that i could possible see my back? can you machine my legs ? that i could walk more faster than those big cat in the forest can you machine my hands to become univasal that I could do all things without failure. can you machine my brain to become more than a genius, solving problems without endering the life of that innocent soilder. Do not machine my dark skin because is isolator against fear and weekness teacher teacher kindly machine because my dreams is to be in big palace making some compatible mechanical decision to end the stress of mankind. thank you.

inside the jail he wager and swager digging and pouring words for the beauty of tommorow free the bottle let the people bubble without the bottle the people will stumble. the bottle sees beyond the bottles while the big gates of the prison stumble. Free the bottle let the people bubble without the bottle the people will stumble. the bottles did not make the bottle to stumble rather the prison gate stumble while the people bubble free the bottle let the people bubble without the bottle the people will stumble.

You had drawn this war to my door step and you think i will run away like a wipe dog. I thought you were there with me! All the sweet words and promise were just to get me into this struggle. When i need you most, you were no were to be find but my in stings tells me you had gone with your enemies. Why do had to treat me this way, you know i cannot runaway from this war, now that it has come. Can you remember we promise to be by each other even when the storm become stronger? You abandon me when i need you most , you abandon me to the dust and termite in the street, while i cover my face like an idiot before a prey. I wish this baby should not look like you, because i don't want to see your face not to be deceive into war again.

  Feed them with that roasted bread, feed them with that dry beans that i cooked yesterday. Tell them this is what i have tell them not to forget how we cooked our meals with those logs that are wet with tears. Tell them it is enough to go insane when all you have is just a dry bread that no longer dissolve in water. And the voices of your younger ones echoes outside the windows. let them eat what i have ,it is for today that tomorrow will be better and great. 

Before my eyes creep down endless tears power for the people now moved with the tyrant words which sang the glory of the people enslaved the people.Who will fight for the people when some tyrantst seek for position. No welfare for the people yet they smile like dog before the oner MEANING of this poem. Power should be handled by respected people.

The cries of sparrows strengthen my mind and broaden my thinking. They woke up with beautiful echos thanking the most high of its glory. They sang songs which we cannot comprehend, but my in stings tells me they pray, as they woke up this beautiful morning. They pray against the hocks and vultures, they  pray against Mr uche's trap, they pray against kayodes's arrow. They sang songs which we cannot understand but my instings tells me they pray, they pray for their daily bread. Tell my people to join the sparrow, even if they don't understand, but i do. Tell them to join the chorus. The hen couldn't sing, the hen could not pray, her chicks prey for the hocks and vultures. The sparrows have their day, beautifully they multiply,because they pray to the most high.  

  The world is under your feet yet  you labor for your daily bread, every step you made are path to wealth,   from present discovery your  excrete are crude in barrels. Your spittles are photosynthese  of ideas among creatives,   Your strength gives hope to  the dying while your smile end the tears of mourners.   Yet your hope like the dense forest  where your children hide their faces from the challenges  of innovation.