A new poem

[Trailblazer]

Hello it's me Miles again, Nigerias first beat poet

In the past I share with you many of my poems (such as my classic "Phones" and now I would like to do again, but I warn my style has got darker now as I try break away from my hero Benjamin Zepherelli and make my own style

This poem is called Life and it's by me

Life

by Miles Oganetuma

the demands
as to what time
to awake,

what time to sleep,
in a sober moment
in confrontation with
obligation

inebriation is the
right path through
the narrow gate

I welcome your comments/concerns

 

[champdave]

Don't give up your day job.

 

[rony31]

"inebriation is the
right path through
the narrow gate"

so are you saying that alcohol will get me into heaven? sweet deal

 

[RobbieD_PL]

"inebriation is the
right path through
the narrow gate"

so are you saying that alcohol will get me into heaven? sweet deal

It'll certainly get you there faster, and unlike overdosing on narcotics; it's legal!

 

[Tajike]

the demands
as to what time
to awake,

what time to sleep,
in a sober moment
in confrontation with
obligation

Nigerians don't have alarm clocks?

 

[ShiftyPowers]

That's depressing man. You need to go out and so something fun. Get a Prince Albert, jump out of a plane, host an orgy.

 

[Trailblazer]

Don't give up your day job.

What do you mean give up my job? Poet is my job.

 

[Joe]

My poetry:

Ahem...









Birds of a feather flock to vagina.

 

[ShiftyPowers]

Brilliant commentary on the conformity and group think of young men which results in the subjugation of women. Extremely powerful my friend.

 

[The Don't]

The head of Wayne Rooney
for it immerses itself into multicolours
and rainbows
So, in rainbows?
How topical.
Not tropical.
It's Autumn.

 

[Joe]

There is a fly,
In my soup.

Why does it struggle so,
When I go in for a scoop?

 

[ShiftyPowers]

Again Joe, you are simply brilliant. The Fly is a metaphor for our every day struggle with life. In the end it is futile because we will all die, but it is up to God (you with the spoon) to determine when the struggle known as life will end.

 

[Filipower]

ooor you're just eating at bad restaurants.

 

[treble41]

It's part of the 'random extreme thread bumping movement.'

Maybe the person that bumped this is trying to send us something subliminal

Anyways, I like the poem. If this kid was 12 in 2002 (I was 12 2002 too) then he should be 16-18 now.

 

[MaSsiVe]

There is a fly,
In my soup.

Why does it struggle so,
When I go in for a scoop?

cuz she no zuppafly!

 

[Tajike]

What do you mean give up my job? Poet is my job.

ORLY?

 

[Sir Calumn]

Shifty what's the view like looking through Joe's gullet?

 

[Mandieta6]

It's on.

 

[Keegan]

There once was a man from Nantucket...

 

[Mandieta6]

I guess now Joe deleted his poem calling Sir_Didier_Drogba fat, the banter ends?