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

PPC made easiest

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