ADVENTURE

ADVENTURE

Wondering and wandering
One is imaginative reality
The other is adventurous roam
Through a world
It shall never get exhausted
Of events and views
There is always something to see
Something to be
Something to read
Something to write
On end to life of mystery
It is the mother of immortality
Difference between mind and soul
Origin of creativity
One thing in one place
changing in all grace
No viewer could alter
What is the dimension of the universe
Yes, true
We know the shape of the planets
Where are those eyes
That saw the length and breadth of all realms?

DAUDA ONAWOLA
@onawolaDAUDA
IG d.phinix

BATTLE OF MID LIFE

BATTLE OF MID LIFE

Each day looks like all the days
Each and every word, well taken note of
With the hope in the strongest form
To find the password to success in them
Each person met en route
Treated like the link to dreamland
Sometimes, somedays
There is a wish that time flies faster
On a very very good day
Time should slower to the lowest
Even stop moving or be on reverse
No free lunch anywhere in the world
It's a war with no end
Keep pushing the limits
Keep testing the abilities
Even though there is an end
Don't wait for it
Keep moving whatever
Maybe even the end would run from you
Battle in and of the youth
Survival of the fittest
The test of time
Hardwork and luck
Or either of the above
The key to the heights
Constituting a great portion
Of the force that keeps the world on the wheels
Is the battle of the middle part of life


DAUDA ONAWOLA
IG d.phinix
@onawolaDAUDA

ON THE MOVE I

ON THE MOVE...

Our heads up high above
Whether we succeed or fail to say it
You can expect the fall of these soldiers
But before then
Get yourself the elixir of immortality
It's a wait forever
Men of the mountain
Mountains of mystery
Mysteries of life
Life of strength
Mortal strength of all eternity
What we have remains of value
Till the end of time
Anyone to spell the time in question?

DAUDA ONAWOLA

IG d.phinix

@onawolaDAUDA

Past

Time is the past,
past is the time.
Past is in the present,
together they make the future.
Future shall become a past,
with another present again
make the future.
So shall it proceed.


Only events in the past are real.
Past is the truth in time.

DAUDA ONAWOLA
IG d.phinix

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ROBBERY

ROBBERY

It defeated everything and everyone
It's still fighting
You remain at full freedom to feel bigger than those days
Only that
'Sorry' is but your first name
It took part from everyone and things
Broad day loot
Everyone knows it
But no one could claim a thing
We dwell in it
No one ever touched or seen it
The only thing
That won't make it all loss
Is to hold on
To even if it's an atom weight
Of what and when things happened
You call it imaginary
I say it is time

DAUDA ONAWOLA 

UNION OF THE EXTREMITIES

UNION OF THE EXTREME PHENOMENA

Let's start from the days and the nights
The incessant turning of light to dark
The interconversion of two entirely separate realms
The pressure of the night all on the tiny stars
With the sun and the moon all in one sky
Much to be contained in the drag
There is surely that certainty
In the ghetto and beyond
All the things still as countless
Hot as fire, cold as water
Light as air and heavy as Earth
All the elements, all the same
Alive now and dead again, until we all live forever
And that maybe in oblivion
All the contradictions we carry within
As we go towards a state of being
Continuous antithetical phenomena in happenings
And same mannered activities of Man
Will not cease to be
Until nothing comes between him and the success he seeks
Only then will he realize, there is only a state of ease
It's almost impossible to declare when and where
The day and night shall cease their union

DAUDA ONAWOLA

MY THINGS, MY WAY

NOT YET A BAD GUY VII (MY THING, MY WAY)

My thing, my way
The day is the king
Of the time of rotation
The night rules itself
Maybe not absolutely though

My own thing, my own way
Helter Skelter run about
Hustling for a state of better being
Zeal for the things of wish
Day and night all the same

My thing done in my way
A hell lot done and to be done
Things been and to be
The little had and much to possess
All seen and to see

My thing and my way
A trip to this place
A stand here
The move for life
The journey

My things in my way
Until the days that I seek
Until the things that I want
Until the place of my life
Until the mixture of blessing and goodness fall from the sky like and beyond
I do my things in my own way

DAUDA ONAWOLA 

TO THE PERFECT REMAKE

NOT YET A BAD GUY VI (TO THE PERFECT REMAKE)

I have just one song
And I sing it everyday
Pity for weaknesses and situation of the end
Then what makes man an hero
Thoughts or actions?
Rare thoughts into corresponding actions
That remains the blueprint, the framework of the answer
Luck and mistakes at times make it up
I see the phases of life that could move
The lives themselves of some infinity
I keep walking through broken mirrors
Now I see the scars of yesterday's walk
The wound of today's
I see the blood, I feel the pain
I see myself scattered around me
One thing that has come to stay
I keep going and keep singing
Until all the tenses are correct
And I see myself all in a piece
And the scars so vivid
This is the free universe
The land that I seek for myself and all of man

DAUDA ONAWOLA

GLASS DIAMOND

GLASS DIAMOND

Glittering,
shining
and beautiful like a day old kid.
Like a sheet of glass,
so fragile like an egg,
easily breakable like it's shell
and irreparable like a fracture in the dead.

Yet so powerful and intact,
that it could contain pain of great impact.
Mind you,
it's irreparability is in similitude with a broken glass.

Life is great
but with ease it could break
and lose the goodness of strength and beauty.
Life is a fragile treasure.



Dauda Onawola

CONSCIOUS

CONSCIOUS

Whatever was done
Whatever was seen
Whatever was gotten
Whatever make you stand
The strength of the rocks
The life of water
You can't be elemental
But be for a time
So long but not eternal
Not even as the question

Never let time come
You can block it
It is here
Never let time go
You can hold it
Do never let time come and go
But you cannot block or hold it
Attempts at such
Make it pass through you
And make you at least
Feel the strength
Of the warrior without weapon

DAUDA ONAWOLA
IG d.phinix
@onawolaDAUDA

DESTINY OF HUMANITY

DESTINY OF HUMANITY

Prayers and curses, all from heaven
The two exist but ain't even
Seek one and the two shall be given
For either, we make individuality open
The two blessings from paradise or hell
No one is though sure, which from where
Some incidents, sweet as honey cream
Some, bitter like chilli steam
While some bitter leaf with sugar

The human race so have gone far
But won't reach the source of destiny
What we do seem to have been written before us
We left it behind for the opposite direction
And I think that was infact
The line one in the book of fate

DAUDA ONAWOLA
IG d.phinix
@onawolaDAUDA

THE FIFTH ELEMENT

THE FIFTH ELEMENT

Do not wonder out of range
If a blank heart writes a book
What is inside the box of voice?
Oh my passion, oh my love
Oh the heart of you and I
Just a beat might fill a page
If its heavy, what a pain

It is heaven
It is hell
If the the demarcations are so marked
It is needed to be clear
Of what for where in the field
Is there going to be an end

The wreck to be followed has no treasure
But there is all silver, gold and diamond in it
Watch the history very close
There are things you won't see again
Man rose, man fell
What other thing will happen again?
Written or said
Word is next to water, fire, air and earth
When all things vanish
It remains the command
Of those things we never saw again

DAUDA O A
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MIND MAN

MIND MAN

Make hay while the sun shines
Strike while the iron is hot
These are the last times you'll see these words
Bitter or sweet, whatever you perceive of them
It's not an appeal, it's an order
To the young  brawny brain
To combine efforts
There is no time to check the ladder, just climb
If it's not good then pull like a rope
Whatever, just make for the top
If you can't run, walk
If you can't walk, crawl
Just keep moving
These words, hard on pleasure
Might not really please the idle spirit
The little things that you and I do
Is the reason  the universe is still in motion
Get off your butts and get something done
At least pull the next generation
That you yourself may not have to chase a black goat in the night.

Dauda Onawola [NIGERIA] and Devin Austin [USA]
IG d.phinix
@onawolaDAUDA

BALANCED EQUATION

BALANCED EQUATION

If human internal attitude were to be in equity
With human look
How beautiful would it have been
For the human race
For you to smile at me
I'd know i'm good
And vice versa
Maybe evil will have no place
Maybe goodwill will set the pace

All the ladies are beautiful
All the men are handsome
No promiscuity
No cheating
All of words is true to life and death
What is said is meant
What is meant is done
And all is good

What a pain
Moving deep as a wave
As in the echo of the bell in the town hall
When you sleep
And dream of roses in hell
And you woke up
Finding the root of the dried trees
Looking into the sky
Then the equation is balanced
Whether it is so or we made it so
There will be enough love to quench hell

DAUDA ONAWOLA A
IG d.phinix
@onawolaDAUDA

DYNAMIX

DYNAMIX

Alive always even amidst the dead
Because at times the place looks like a graveyard
It can't always be Rome for Romans
Whatever you do, just let it go
Make efforts to show the world
At least the immediate one
Everybody has the hidden treasure
What he can and only a few other or maybe none other can
Or what everyone can that he does strangely and/or better
Open the realms, you would see yours clear
And things like that and things like this
The universe must rotate
A river that only takes in water but does not disseminate
One can only wish it a nice odour
When it begins to stink

DAUDA ONAWOLA
IG d.phinix
@onawolaDAUDA