The Poetry Marathon

Well gone are those feary
while we think a living prey
will live soon without a baby
when killing seize their destiny

Fisherman goes for fishing
catching salmon with netting
working the clock like a king
shorting breathe of fins living

Hunters matches to the forest
holding raffle to shoot at sight
any animals that cross the rout
be it a lion a dear or big elephant

fierce lion hunt the zebras
deadly wolf strike buffalos
fearful tiger tear the rabbits
fiery hawks hook the chickens

Give me beet

I bet to make a tea

with spicy coffee taste

Check your jacket

I bet you get a penny

to pay for my service

Relax no tremor

I bet not to worry

if you can’t get a dime

Be the bayou

I bet not to stir

through your status

Brace your elbow

I bet it give a curve

firmly like a ligament

Glance the lightbulb

I bet you get a flash

brighten up your sight

Talk about cinnamon

I bet to gain a lot

from the word you say

Take this bucket

I bet it made of wood

rigid pieces of work

Find me an elk

I bet to see it antler

of the beast family

Move to the carport

I bet you get a lift

going to your street

The beat sound so crazy
not until you get it so badly
as far as you hear the melody
you start to dance the rhapsody

If you so close to the sky
the beat sound so crazy
moving nerve and sensory
making you feel the tipsy

Perhaps you care or worry
you hold your ears at bay
the beat sound so crazy
each wave go with energy

Just like a power of drowsy
that make object fall away
from both grown and baby
the beat sound so crazy

It’s our worth to defect

the tangle that spangle

A word now and forever

it sound so miserable

hearing of such note

good bye ever

we care to be apart

From now till eternity

forever and forever

never we make a path

pathetic but permissive

let me flow while you fly

we care to be part

Two parallels never meet

pick your lane stay apart

this is our terminal point

draw battle and let fight

we care to be part

Every yoke need to break

either to hatch or to crack

your absence is admiration

your presence is abomination

we care to be part

No room for little friendship

no time for minute courtship

no more light form the tunnel

no more cost to see a betrayal

If I have to be a love
I will love to be a wine
sipped to the throat pipe
drowsy you like a doze

If I have to be a love
I will love to be an angel
coming down to your jell
blessing you with daily meal

If I have to be a love
I will love to be an ocean
where you swim to clean
the dirty that cause a pain

If I have to be a love
I will love to be a bird
tricking you with sound
for you to dance and tend

If I have to be a love
I will love to be a wind
blowing up your mind
till the happy go round

Hello poets

I am Selim from Nigeria this is my first time on poet marathon. I really care to rob with you all✍️

My brand name is Bayọwrite.

Nice meeting you poets