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Hi folks, let's form a train here by placing your instagram and twitter names plus picture to enable fellow nairalanders hook up. @lyricalpontiff - instagram @lyricalpuntiff - twitter Follow for follow, don't spoil the fun. 1 Like 2 Shares |
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Some things can be so dear, you hardly own them But having them all can also be a problem Some things are so dear, you want them all But what happens when vulvas are ornaments on your wall It’s one life, one wife or a boo I love skirts, my wife’s own I mean and few extras too I crave for the appetite of King Solomon I want to be another King Solomon Wealthy, wicked and wise He walked on the sea of thighs In mathematics, equations are made to be solved In life skirts are made to be loved If I can just be King Solomon for a sec I’ll cut the noose of contentment woven around my lean neck For he had more lines than a book of graph And with his semen, he signed autographs A woman’s heart hardly stands mouthful of his poems His name leaves a weight of honey on tongues But one day he sang the Song of Songs Once upon a time When affections were not traded for a dime When vanity was at its mid rhythm When the singer’s harem was a pyramid Through the windows of his eyes, he saw a maiden She was indeed a fountain flowing garden She was a Rose and a Lilly And she loved her beloved fiance silly Solomon’s deadly lines fanned her ears only In the midst of 700 plus 300, he was still lonely She was dead to all his riches and flattery Solomon, Queens get in touch (torch) like bulb and battery Soured soup, I mean the maiden and her shepherd lover It was a timeless monument for the mentor of Casanova But there is time for everything under the sun A time to gain all and a time to lose one If only poor Solomon knew If only foolish Solomon had a clue… 2 Likes 1 Share |
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It’s the season of love, where is it going down? Sweetheart, I’d prefer Asia town She was all red in a lovely gown He was cocky, dressed in white In Spanish rolls he took delight She orders Chinese cuisine, plus Carlo Rossi white She’s like waiter wait, this is not enough Garnish it with shrimps and prawns stuff His inner heart is breaking but he couldn’t cough Waiter says “madam 24 thousand is the bill” He pays, she wants clubbing...he’s like chill Your valentine package is home, plus you know I’m ill Later that night, just both of them alone at home She’s watching TV; he’s rehearsing on the foam In his mind, I must use today to build Rome She’s so thrilled about the movie scenes, giving claps He yawns as his hand strays to her laps She’s all protective, giving him slaps She yells “let me watch my movie you pest” But I only put my hand under your skirt, he protest She’s like “under my skirt?” you better rest He insist, after all my spending what do you expect? She flares, “what happened to my respect?” Besides it’s my time of the month, abi you wan inspect? Don’t give that after almost 50k off my Just today o, other days sef... I no fit count She replies, “No go ahead and mention the amount” You gave me voluntarily, was it by force? You should have said no, you had the choice Blah blah blah, the entire neighbourhood heard her voice IF YOU WERE TO BE IN HIS SHOES, WHAT WILL YOU DO ![]()
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This poet is an organ donor; I put my heart in my piece Like a transplant, my heart goes out to those not feeling this My heartbeat is the language my heart speaks Once broken now my heart leaks My mind is a dictator but my heart wouldn’t spell My heartbeat sounds like a wooden bell My heart tweets so I follow my heart Scars are road maps like a work of art Poems are shadows on the wall My heart is a gallery with relics round the hall My heart is a museum but private My heart store secrets, things I love, things I hate My heart blossoms with the petals of laughter But when sad my heart changes chapter My heart is a garden filled with thorns and roses My heart is like the rod of Moses It does wonders, bigger than what I can handle My heart drips wax like the stem of a candle I shut the door of my heart and opened the window It can be ruthless like the spider black widow My heart is cold like the shoulder of the last girl I toasted “I’m better than you”, my mind boasted My heart is wise but my mind is otherwise My heart is here but my mind lounges in fool’s paradise My mind is loud but my mind stay hush My heart minds its business but my mind gives it a crush Then the crush crushed my heart and spat on it So I cage my mind in my brain and a hat on it My mind is too mean but my heart is one of a kind Don’t mind my heart, at times it can be out of its mind My heart has lied before and my heart knows My heart is loamy, the seed of love grows My hand on my heart when I say the love pledge But like 2G network, my heart is always on the edge I put the mic on my chest like stethoscope In fact my heart is a telescope Experience made my heart a beast of burden The wheels can cease its turning all of a sudden I’ve the right to remain silent in a cardiac arrest God forbid, I’m aright and it pumps left of my chest My heart is so deep, it has a tunnel My heart controls the flow like a funnel My heart has a womb of its own Yes I rock, so I have a heart of stone The heart of Pontiff is the heart of a soldier Don’t say I never told ya... 1 Like |
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Story story, marry him sharpaly
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Knowledge is power
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Knowledge is power
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True to an extent
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I live close to the village square But last night, I had a nightmare I woke to the chirp of the cricket and fireflies But the owls cried out their eyes On top of a withered iroko tree All night the eyes of the moon were sleep free I’ve been bothered not by the owls tears But my people all have rock for ears The cry of the owls didn’t disturb their snore But I kept vigil sitting by my door This morning, I see gyrating vultures under the rain They know owls don’t cry in vain The rain got tired but the morning still slow No wonder, vultures know what the owls know Now I’m numbering littered corpses Killers conducting autopsies I see refugees with loads on trucks and wheelbarrows I still see those with spears and poisoned arrows Before these children became orphans and wives widows Last night I knocked on all doors and windows The stars and moon will bear witness Of how you drank sleep and licked its sweetness You should have heard the wailing owls Their tears can fill up bowls Now the black smoke in the air spells war I wonder what those bulbous eyes of the owls saw We chose canon over reason Amnesty over prison No light, we prefer darkness No sanity just madness Tyranny over freedom For a plate of porridge, we sold our wisdom Where are the voices that preached free and fair Now “by any means my brother must remain there” We trade conscience for stomach infrastructure And now we question the dance of the vultures Vultures smile when owls cry But you and I call it a small fry
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I live close to the village square But last night, I had a nightmare I woke to the chirp of the cricket and fireflies But the owls cried out their eyes On top of a withered iroko tree All night the eyes of the moon were sleep free I’ve been bothered not by the owls tears But my people all have rock for ears The cry of the owls didn’t disturb their snore But I kept vigil sitting by my door This morning, I see gyrating vultures under the rain They know owls don’t cry in vain The rain got tired but the morning still slow No wonder, vultures know what the owls know Now I’m numbering littered corpses Killers conducting autopsies I see refugees with loads on trucks and wheelbarrows I still see those with spears and poisoned arrows Before these children became orphans and wives widows Last night I knocked on all doors and windows The stars and moon will bear witness Of how you drank sleep and licked its sweetness You should have heard the wailing owls Their tears can fill up bowls Now the black smoke in the air spells war I wonder what those bulbous eyes of the owls saw We chose canon over reason Amnesty over prison No light, we prefer darkness No sanity just madness Tyranny over freedom For a plate of porridge, we sold our wisdom Where are the voices that preached free and fair Now “by any means my brother must remain there” We trade conscience for stomach infrastructure And now we question the dance of the vultures Vultures smile when owls cry But you and I call it a small fry 1 Like 1 Share |
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Can't u see the difference?
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~ Man wey naked no dey put hand for pocket Translation: You can't do some things if there are no certain conditions. ~ Today newspaper na tomorrow Suya wrap Translation: Keep calm! Nothing last forever ~ Cow wey dey in a hurry to go America go come back as corn beef Translation: Just be patient. Let the game come to you. Don't rush! ~ Akara and moin moin get the same mama na wetin dey tru make dem different Translation: How you start doesn't matter, what matters is how you finish. ~ Wetin consign nama (cow) with face cap? Translation: Mind your business. ~ I get am before No be property Translation: stop living in the past and start living in the present. ~ If person too tey for party e go follow dem wash plate Translation: Don't outstay your welcome ~ Craze no hard to form, na the trekking be wahala Translation: Easier said than done ~ No matter how hot your temper be, e no fit roast yam. Translation: Calm down, your temper won't solve the problem ~ Every aboki to him kettle. Translation: Every man for himself ~ You no need cutlery to chop slap Translation: You don't need my translation to understand this, lol ~ E go better e go better,na im make Igbo man still dey Kano Translation: When there is hope, there is Life. ~ The different between bole and plantain chips na packaging Translation: Don't judge based on appearance alone ~ Escort me, Escort me, naim slave trade take start. Translation: Serious things sometimes start like joke ~ Na from play play dem dey form PLAYER Translation: Serious things sometimes start like a joke ~ Pikin wen use agbada take start guy go talk wetin e go wear wen e old. Translation: Slow and steady wins the race ~ The water wey dem use take make eba no fit come back. Translation: Don't cry over spilt milk ~ Shit no get bone but if you match am, you go jump Translation: some people or things we under estimate are often powerful. ~ Water no get enemy Translation: some things are necessary in our lives no matter their disadvantages. ~ Na carpenter sew your coat? Translation: a way of disapproval or saying something is wack ~ Them do you? Translation: an exclamation used to call someone to order ~ The way mess smell na so the shit too go smell Translation: the way someone starts something will be the same way he will end it. ~ Muscle pull hold your mouth? Translation: to make someone say something by him or her self ~ Instead of Satan to romance mummy water Translation: when the worse comes to worst ~ The mouth wey them carry go market no be the same mouth them dey carry return. Translation: situations and things can change due to certain circumstances ~ Person wey no get money go say small stout bitter Translation: people discourage things they lack ~ Na today yansh dey back? Translation: a way of saying you are well experienced in something. ~ No be power them dey use stand dick Translation: some situations need to be handled without force ~ Even ashawo sef dey get serious boyfriend Translation: (someone should help me here) ~ Na mopol dey sell am? Translation: a way of telling people that it is easy to access something ~ If dem born you for bakery no make you bread. Translation: even if you find yourself in hard conditions, you can come out of it rather than getting used to it. You can add yours, happy New Year… 2 Likes 1 Share |
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Post of d year
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10. Sergeant Awuse: "If I am bulldozer 1, Wike is bulldozer 10". This is coming from a former serial gubernatorial election loser. From the expression you can deduce the fact that Wike who was relatively nobody when Awuse was at his prime is now a demigod to Chief Awuse and his likes which goes a long was to point out the influence Wike has wielded and a reverse on the path of Awuse. 9. Lamido: “I will fight my own war in PDP, I cannot fight war for the opposition, let them fight their own war”, the governor said. Lamido had been part of the group of seven PDP governors that formed the now rested New PDP, but stayed back when five of his colleagues left to the APC. 8. Buhari: “But I felt heavily sorry for myself because I don’t want to go and ask somebody to pay for my nomination forms, because I always try to pay myself, at least for the nomination. N27 million is a big sum, thankfully I have personal relationship with the manager of my bank in Kaduna and I told him that very soon the forms are coming, so, whether I am on red, or green or even black please honor it otherwise I may lose the nomination" GMB while picking up his expression of interest form at APC secretariat. 7. Governor Amaechi: “When Yar’Adua was alive, Niger Delta Ministry was working. Now, it is only one item; East-West Road and they say he (President Jonathan) is our brother. He is not my brother; my brother is the man who delivers on his services for me. If the President says he is our brother, let him mention one project he has done for us”. On an event in Port Harcourt to mark the landmark Supreme Court judgment that brought him to office in 2007. 6. Governor Rochas Okorocha: “I heard that some of them are boasting of money, but tell them that Rochas has come; any day you hear that PDP brought money with pick-up, tell me so that I will bring money with trailer”. Imo State Governor, Chief Rochas Okorocha, while declaring his intention to run for the 2015 presidential election on the platform of the All Progressives Congress, APC. 5. Olisah metuh: “It is public knowledge that we made an innocent mistake but immediately withdrew it and tendered an unreserved apology well before the official announcement of the new emir was made.” After sending a message of congratulations to the wrong person and having to retract the statement afterwards, the leadership of the Peoples Democratic Party has said that it was all an innocent mistake and not a plan to cause havoc as its rival the All progressives Congress (APC) alleges. 4. Abba Moro: “The applicants lost their lives due to impatience; they did not follow the laid down procedures spelt out to them before the exercise. Many of them jumped through the fences of affected centers and did not conduct themselves in an orderly manner to make the exercise a smooth one. This caused stampede and made the environment unsecured,” he said. Following the poorly organized recruitment exercise conducted by the Nigerian Immigration Service (NIS) that claimed the lives of 13 applicants across the country, Minister of Interior, Abba Moro, laid the blame on the applicants. 3. Governor Fashola: “How does this sound? I heard you lost your child to abductors. Please come and see me at home so I can sympathize with you. This is my paraphrasing of what has so far transpired”. Speaking in Abuja at the birthday lecture of former Bayelsa Governor, Timipre Sylvia, Lagos state Governor, Babatunde Fashola once again threw jabs at President Goodluck Jonathan and Vice President, Namadi Sambo. Fashola claims that having two university graduates at the helm of affairs in Nigeria has made the country worse than it was four years ago. 2. President Goodluck Jonathan: “There is no corruption but mere stealing in Nigeria”, “If I don't contest, Nigerians will feel wan kine" and ‘If Sanusi hadn’t been suspended he would have come up with a different figure… If anyone steals $50 billion or $20 billion anywhere America will know, they will tell you where it is; it is their money” during the last Presidential Media Chat. 1. Patience Jonathan: Na Only You Waka Come? There is God O! Chai Diaris God O! Among others. This is a caricature of Patience saying, “This Blood You People Are Shearing. There is God ooo…There is God oooo…” Mrs. Jonathan had summoned the school’s principal, Mrs. Kwarmbula and an unnamed staff of the West African Examination Council, WAEC, over the abduction of 234 schoolgirls by the Boko Haram insurgents on 14 April. She also sounded to have addressed the Principal as 'prisipal' While interrogating the principal, the video showed Patience asking the school principal if she came with two teachers, who could probably testify to the issue. Mrs. Jonathan asked: “What of two teachers that can tell us that they conducted that exam? Do you come with any…Na only you waka come? Okay!” She then went on endlessly exclaiming, “There is God oh” and then broke down in tears. |
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I pity all those insulting Bishop Oyedepo because ignorance is not an excuse. He is a great man and people like us have vowed to follow his doctrine even to the end. U better tell God to make u great like him instead of typing trash.
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