tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56138400779457024842024-11-01T03:35:40.845-07:00SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTS"Uniting creative writers to unite the world; forging letters into golden words". - Moses S. OlarotimiSACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.comBlogger84125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-33997632219219045652014-07-31T14:21:00.003-07:002014-07-31T14:24:11.127-07:00Da'SACRED DECLARATION
SACRED DECLARATION:
"I am Da'sacred...
I am a poet...
Togetherness for transformation...
With partners of like mind...
Bond by love and integrity...
With wisdom to better humanity...
Poetry is my pride, God is my help...
United we are, faithful and loyal...
Forging letters into golden words...
I am Da'sacred"
(A creed for all Da'Sacred Writers)
Become a Sacred Writer SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-32224663118193374182013-10-21T08:15:00.002-07:002013-10-21T08:15:29.287-07:00HAIKU AND HOW WE WRITE IT (PART 2) on the 21st of Octorber, 2013<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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HAIKU AND
HOW WE WRITE IT. (PART TWO)
compiled by: MOSES S. ROTIMI
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HAIKU AND HOW WE WRITE IT. (PART ONE)
compiled by: MOSES S. ROTIMI
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(1) Know the sound structure of Haiku.
Japanese Haiku traditionally consist of 17 on, or sounds, divided into three phrases: 5 sounds, 7 sounds, and 5 sounds. English poets interpreted on as syllables. Haiku poetry has SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-27013587190590699892013-08-16T05:39:00.000-07:002013-08-16T05:39:14.809-07:00FRAGMENTS (By: PRESIUS RUKEYSXZ DRE)
finally the wind is without avoice.It is tired of humming this deadboys tune.Pale within my own skin.I used to love having so much toloose.Close your eyes, dream of me just asi dreamed of you.Open it to find everything in ruins.Sober serene tunes..Evergreen tales.Father, did u ever read what iwrote you?.Hidden beneath that old greyshelf.Did u ever listen to what i told u?.Under thatSACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-76723481052990572282013-07-24T05:19:00.000-07:002013-07-24T05:19:22.787-07:00WHY FEAR DEATH (BY: JOSEPH SUCCESS)<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-40054269190498848362013-07-16T02:06:00.000-07:002013-07-16T02:07:19.902-07:00 TRUE FRIENDSHIP (by OYEM GARY EMEKE)
I sit here today, thinking
of dreams we've had, and days gone by
Wondering if my world would be so beautiful
if I hadn't looked into your lovely eyes
Spent all dawn thinking of the merriment we've had
sitedunder thy glowy shades
as the chilling west-wind
whistled past
A great companion you are
even when the lake seemed gloomy
your beauty kept us company
majestic and SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-25923975132828832822013-07-16T01:34:00.001-07:002013-07-16T02:07:47.504-07:00PLAY STATION 7; MY NATION (by YUSSUF QOYUM OLATUNDE)
Isn't God the game owner?
He holds the game pads always in his fist,
human shock-wave, controlling with analogue,
as far as I know, the best arcade he loves is 'Here',
our game is of mission and adventure,
here is where fiction turns fact,
game characters suffer; the player being fatter.
The first pad lies in the hand of enlightenment,
civilization almost spree ourSACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-20674587380462370262013-07-12T08:40:00.002-07:002013-07-16T02:09:35.335-07:00ANOTHER LOVE SONG by UTAMAZI DANIEL
In you,
i see a virgin land
so fertile and pure
in you,
i see the wealth of Africa
the perfection of Gods' hand
gleaming in earthly saint
in you,
I'll sow my seed
I'll give it light
I'll give it life
and weed it weeds
at night or day
I'll carry your heart
and sit on the pavement of love
to watch my seed grow
to watch it sun glow
it fence shall be made of rose
as in heaven's SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-85480240682521494972013-07-01T02:41:00.000-07:002013-07-16T02:10:29.781-07:00RAPED AND RIPPED (By: Nnaemeka Chukwukezie)
Almost prepared, we came Fervent, willing, young At last, Almost impaired Raped, ravished, torn A scorn for tale
Waterloo of tears Such gain fall vain Pants drenched of blood Surely, the stronger was met On leaving, Scathed were we Yet we sang Not of victory, rather patriotic We were received
Not of triumph, rather ovation Our lights, SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-30703014862931164312013-06-26T06:55:00.000-07:002013-06-26T06:55:02.704-07:00THE LEVIATHAN (CORRUPTION) By: DANIEL UCHENNA NWAUZORMA
(1)
Deep in the earth, firmed to its dirth..It holds sway in the corridors of power..Beneath the veins of want, it gains health..Feeding on the corns of the pauper..And beneath the cotton blue sky..It holds its own, controls the throne..Against all odds, the poor becomes the spy..Bribed; like a dog loyal to its bone..In the end, all that is, becomes the greed..That makes SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-32325640604853809272013-06-10T08:05:00.004-07:002013-06-10T08:43:00.916-07:00SO WE PRAY
And it all came to past
When this frivolous year begone so far
With it's star-light,moon-light void of best
Known for sheer shawl of shameful scarLeft on all parastatals big and smallLike a drenched measles of epidemic haulAnd it all came to pastAs the begining marks the endTo tell wisdom it is but lustful crestWith sins wooing away our blissful trendLaying bay the naked foolishSACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-3317467820434132062013-05-13T06:05:00.003-07:002013-05-13T06:05:54.317-07:00MEMORIES
Lead my frail soul
Out of this fag mazeFor where lies my sweetnessMy pain and hurt sprung.I could yearn for you an hundred timesYet satisfied emptiness caress my linenYour arms are rosy and deepBut I fear the thorns that lay beneath itI watched your words melt;Like the golden morning dew on petalsAnd caperI could have run but I crave forThe hurtful love you gave.Lead my frail SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-58785685956248220532013-05-13T05:58:00.002-07:002013-05-13T05:58:49.608-07:00WHAT SHALL I OF THEE WRITE?
"So what shall I therefore about thee write,That'll stand with strength beside nature's splendour,Thy heav'nly hues which portraits chimney white,Or soul, embeded with most-graced savour"."What priceless wealth as beauty thou beholds,That poets wherefore be espoused to more words,Perchance a vast'r miraged feels to thy holds,That meaners men should therefore vaunt withSACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-78875580930883198012013-05-13T05:51:00.000-07:002013-05-13T05:51:17.785-07:00ABIKU
She sat atop the BoababObscured by its gnarled limbsScanning the ageless grasslandShe felt an uncanny chillA vivid memory burst upon herOf her journeys to primordial beginingsAn ereie reality of many livesUnravelling the mysteries of her origin.In the begining was a stoneDeathless and oldThen the stone begot a roadA famished roadAnd the road begot her childrenWho never grow SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-55085632764846207572013-05-13T05:24:00.002-07:002013-06-25T04:09:32.706-07:00DA'SACRED IS ONE
DA'SACRED IS ONEBlow the horns, sound the trumpets,
upon high sounding cymbals,
with organs and harps,
let the name echoe in thousand cheers,
Da'sacred is ONE!Dancing hips,
leaping heels,
merry hearts, clapping hands,
praising lips,
let the name be proclaim in thousand cheers,
Da'sacred is ONE!
Bring the gourds and wine,
lifted souls in clashing toasts,
ladies SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-1796530964698077902013-05-13T05:04:00.002-07:002013-06-25T04:09:55.894-07:00HEARKEN TO YOUR MANHOOD
Morning
through night I ask myself
Could lust
bring love to my heart?
When I discern
the shapes of angels
Weaved in a
body so enticing
Why would the
daughters of Eve act so?
When they had
caused man to fall first
Lust runs in
their very step
For the ground
leave their foot print on
What would be
my gain if I fall again?
But the
answers lie in the fires in my SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-51452221173899503062013-04-26T04:25:00.000-07:002013-06-25T04:10:31.841-07:00TELL THOSE TO COME
Now at the precipice of our struggle
Through the slender eye
Of
the season lion-ing by,
From the boisterous main
To the solemn
desert
Of existence;our cassava-stemmed
Upward-gazing
lay,termite-eaten
And clay-masked,forlorn
On a soil bereft
Of
Earth's fecundity promises...
If,perchance,from the precipice
Into
an involuntary sleep,we drop,
Tell those to come
That 'SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-45986418134560542722013-04-26T04:07:00.001-07:002013-06-25T04:10:52.780-07:00THE EVE I KNOW
The fairest maiden of all beneath
the sky
Enchanting aura, dearest of the nine..
In
distress, in joy; shared in my cry..
She shows a care, so dear, so benign
The joy i know
was wrought from her soul..
The fears i dread...smashed down
the road..
Brewed in thoughts, i drank from the bowl;
Of
love, of pain, of pleasures untold
She is the heart of pain, the stronghold;
SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-11959942632348177892013-03-27T08:52:00.001-07:002013-04-18T09:10:50.029-07:00GOD IN POETRY (Audio Poetry Series)Click link below to listen
'GOD
IN POETRY' an audio peotry by Sheyzznote produced by Pheelz_mr.producer.
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a SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-60443754378209595872013-03-22T07:54:00.002-07:002013-03-22T07:57:55.232-07:00A WAKE FOR ACHEBE
Ogbuagu Today is a valiant revelry In the home of spirit dancers,... Where your fretful limbs play the two-sided drum Of the passing kernel. Is it not you the brave one of your land Pugilist in the one of your blood Where hands who wash pick yam with elders Go now, dance forth The music pot shall not SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-15107128614148034252013-03-01T00:19:00.005-08:002013-04-26T05:29:31.455-07:00Da'Sacred Adulation
ADULATIONS! I have seen them all I have Maidens bare on skin but for the banana's regalia Oh am I envious of the gossiping breeze How it rings amid their fortune Trimming past their seducing bosom Adaora and Ebibote I have seen them Maidens at dawn Goddesses at twilight Pagan sculptures at noon I have seen them all I have, and even more. Catapulted echos of the hunter's steel Ringing past SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-23347681309122674262013-01-17T03:01:00.001-08:002013-03-11T07:10:07.649-07:00A NIGHT BEFORE HARMATTAN
I sat, i watched..
The sorrowing wind groveling by-
slowly slowly; i sat, by my fiery friend, my torch.. As murmuring leaves stuttered a goodbye Mumbling from side to side While farewel is bade; to a weather sweat and mild.. The grasses, they danced a slow tune- Crooned by the wind.. I sat, i watched.. My witness was the moon 'Tis a doleful SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-67763226045375105302012-11-25T13:45:00.000-08:002013-03-11T07:08:37.219-07:00GARDEN OF DREAMS
I see the reflection of the moon..
As I sat by the river aloof..
In my heart were reminisces..
Reeled in d moonlights mood..
I see the fireflies..
Singing by the oak tree..
In this garden of dreams..
I see the dawn of gleams..
Passing by The river beams..
My emotions streams..
As I walk through life's ills...
In humble glee...
In the chirping of the crickets...I see SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-13000859226084136682012-11-25T12:16:00.002-08:002013-03-11T07:08:05.866-07:00ARMAGEDDON
Great day comes with fears
With much hurring it nears
Chariots soaring in whirling pace
White army storming like locust phase
Thus pours the seventh bowl
Ev'n earth's bowel tasted the bowl
Legion of angel drawn in wrath
Begun sails gallant star breath
Unsheated blades spirals and gust
So pours bloody flood like dust
Combatic conflict soars high
The last war hit here and multiply
Heaven weepsSACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5613840077945702484.post-60890177649389137872012-11-25T11:49:00.001-08:002013-03-11T07:07:33.169-07:00LOSS OF HIS ONLY COMPANION
Behold thy sister - on a journey so long,
behold she leaves to return no more,
behold thy sister - thy only companion,
remember your times for there'll never be more,
wipe your tears 'for she's gone already,
no matter the wail she ne'er return,
begin to mourn - for your sister is dead,
oh this lad shall wail but the deed is done,
silence and seethe have crept in to stay,
to sharpen his pain SACRED PARCHMENT CONCEPTShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10739018231576200180noreply@blogger.com0