Poetry is a Silent Prophecy-Narekele

Never assume a poet is joking with words, but note, they can be comedians


Saying it doesn’t mean anything until this happens!

What can be more silent than a piece of poetry without a picture?

What can be so unattached than a dark poetry?

What can be more misleading than a picture attached to a piece of poetry?

A Prophecy is not always information,

Neither can a poetry always be a prophecy,

The silence of the latent worded meaning is the beauty of Poetry herself.

Its “abagadara” (Magic)

Niether is it “Ra ba ba” (Praying in the Spirit)

And there is one language of poetry,

Its never an Earthly language,

But the heavens mumur it efficiently,



Nara eh,


Narekele mo,


Take my,


Thanksgiving while the storm persists,

Take it,

Thanksgiving when nothing is moving,

Take it,

Thanksgiving when I give up?

Take it,

That the series of confusion wrote a script for me,

Narekele Mo,

That the thorns of pain embrace my soul,

Narekele Mo,

That the endless siege holds firm,

Take my thanksgiving,

I still can write,

Narekele eh,

I’m surrounded by family,

Nara Nara eh


Narekele mo,

That she said ‘No’

Narekele Mo,

That I’m offended at her disapproval,

Narekele eh,

I tried to make them see the BIG PICTURE and they had a glimpse

And refused to yield


Isi ikendu eh

I don’t have be a prophet to know this will happen

Or that not knowing that poetry is a silent prophecy

Will be a mishap 

But for poets that know this code

Victory in Sight

victory in sight is for me

Victory in sight,

Victory without doubt,

Victory on set,

Victory without fault,

There’s been a lot of fighting,

Battles have been lost,

Souls drenched in the flood of sorrows,

Yet, Grace embraced Victory,

Patience had been over stretched,

Perseverance in solace with anger,

Weeping stayed at night,

Joy came in the morning escorted by Miracle.

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“Men that saw God” and “The Giant in You; Queen Esther” 
A Few Curious Men saw God and they shared their experience via fiction while a Beautiful Damsel snatched the Kings Heart in daring situations!
Reading it with Davels Novels is something you don’t wanna miss.

 THE GIANT IN YOU; #queenesther 



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The Untouchable Irrelativity of the Past Future


If there is one lie you should never tell my heart,

Is that Fantasy is unrealistic.

Why is it that anytime she touches anything I do, my heart skips?

Should I continually deny her touch?

Prophecies are endless,

Everyday is new,

Words are breaking forth,

Yet there is no new propaganda!


If the future is this bleak to my eyes, then I PRAISE GOD and acknowledge HIS ALMIGHTINESS

His thoughts are not our thoughts,

I’m not planning on knowing them but He his relentless,

His voice,

Such hope,

My soul cleaving,

My spirit hanging,

My body changing,

My heart melting,

Please, speak to me clearly!

Oh! Is it just the euphoria of infatuation?

My nerves jacks anytime she touches me,

Or, I’m I still bound in this timesless prophecy?



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If she is the picture of the future,

She sure looks like a Sleeping Beauty yet to awake from her eternal slumber…

If she is the picture of the future, then why is the Present ugly?

Why are there so many decisions to make with so very little time on the variability of seasons?
The picture of the modelling lady above is being used as a metaphor or figurative design of the picture of the future in this article.
The Present doesn’t seem like she is adding up to the future we always envision when we day dream. Any man not caught in this web of dreams is not living.
The Pressures in the Present are ironically the same pressures of the future but it is from a different angle, that’s why the future is always unpredictable.
No one can tell the exactness of the future because the present runs in a flux of mirage from the past, therefore, tell me, who can prophecy unto us if an earthquake will shake our faith in times to come?
There was an Hurricane in Texas, U.S.A and their scientists did well to predict many facts and even deaths but I realized that there was no bold record in specific details of the hurricane event before it happened.

If she is the picture of the future, then it is time to war!!!
Such an honor for the future to be unpredictable, such a misery for man to be ignorant of. That is why the problem of the future is her BEAUTY.
Any ugly future hasn’t passed through the process of pain and she is a baby: process of pain which brings about maturity, and maturity, which is the design of any beautiful future.
If she is the picture of the future, then we better be weary and let our heart faints at any sounding silver line in the sweetests of Prophecies. For who can tell if the Sun would rise without a prophecy, or is there any need?
Listen, if you always view the future to be this beautiful, then get prepared for the painful process, the hurtful crafting of the CRAFTSMAN, that hard hitting of the blacksmith,

Beauty may be vain but never cheap. A vain beauty lacks the process, its just as good as fake, but we know Google cannot find a virtuous woman of incomparable beauty!
These words paint a picture, but your perspective is what matters. 

Again I say, if the she is the picture of the future, then it is time to war!!!

Even if we attain this beautiful future, 


Like your beautiful wife or finance or girlfriend, seductions will come her way, and like I read in a Good Book, the Holy Bible,

She said, “Wisdom is a defence and money is a defence…”

She is one book that doesn’t condole laziness and idleness. 

If she is the picture of the future,

What wars lies ahead?

What wisdom is surely needed?

What money is there left to be spent?

If she is the beautiful picture of the future!!!
© Adedeji Writes.

Sharon and the BIG PICTURE [Seven Perfect Lines] Series Three

Sharon refuses to slumber at the sight of the Sun in eclipse, Her sight reaches the core of the Sun in her royal purple glory,

Sharon eyes are envied by the Eagles, they ponder the strength of her wings, and her attire is her wings,

She takes her flight, if she takes her flight, across the reflected sea of the coloring Sun, where will she set her feet,

Her Glory is dependent, her Prince is not independent, at the most, not yet, but she awaits his coming,

Dreams like myhts are better than day dreaming, but her Prince rebukes her nightmares,

Day after day, reality wakes from her slumber for Sharon to take her pick of the future to see the big picture,

Her Prince is named after the King, their future lays in probability, surely the Eagles and Sharon are picking the pieces of the big picture.



Sharon At The Edge (Seven Perfect Lines) Series Two

Sharon takes two step,

Edging closer to faith,

She’s heard the Clarion call of her Prince,

Her heart is gladdened, yet, her Prince, breaking hard constraints,

His Ship is ready, but Freedom has rules,

His desire is light on his princess for lack of waves to beat his ship to Havilah wherein is his prowess of love…


#adedeji #sharon