Sunday, 30 October 2016

Watch out guys


I'm working on a new project I hope you guys love it๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜†.

Saturday, 29 October 2016

Happy birthday ayomikun


Happy birthday to my baby brother, my mini me the guy that doesn't take no for an answer, who sees something that he wants and goes for it. The one with a cute voice and wonderful smile. Mommy's little angel.
I love you man. Get ready to take over the world. 

Friday, 28 October 2016

Song of the week


So I've not uploaded song of the week for the past few weeks that cos these past weeks I had had a rush of emotions which not just one song can describe, but the best that can describe it and also the one that my baby sent to me that describes what we have is Stanaj ain't love strange.
This song is just magical and beautiful, I literally have goose bumps every time it comes on maybe cos of the personal meaning I have towards it but I tell you this song is amazing 

Thursday, 27 October 2016

All I wanna do


I don't know how, but I always find you in my dreams
Sometimes it makes it hard to believe that you are real
Your voice sends my soul ablaze,
with burning flames of passion
I wanna fucking love you
how wonderful it is that when I wake up you are still there
I wanna kiss you
I wanna have a taste of what makes you heart so beautiful
I wanna hold you
I wanna move my hand round every contour of this great work of art
I want to drive into your deep sea
And release every piece of life inside of me
Cos you are not just the love of my life,
You are my goddess, you are my saviour, you are my life

Banji Coker 

Self destruct


He sipped in the frustration of the world
Inhaling the negativity
Pain filled his fantasy
As he watched reality pass him by
His soul is covered with anger
His heart is made up of disappointment
All he see is hate
He feels neglected, he feels out of place
he brought out his rod,
After a few strokes
And a little mourn
He blew out his future
Sprouting it into the void
 life has done so much damages
That he doesn't mind self destruct

Banji Coker 

Tuesday, 25 October 2016

Infinite sadness


 I fell for the devil
Entangled In her web
 Dimming the light of my soul
Crushing my heart and killing my spirit
I was sentenced to an eternity of infinite sadness
All because I fell in love
Days and nights passed
Then the gods decided to take pity on my soul
An angel was sent to my rescue
Freeing me from the devil's Web
Lighting up my soul
Fixing my heart and lifting my spirit
I was free and allowed to walk into happiness,
This is what it feels like to be loved
She made me realise that being in love is not sin, its not a curse.

Banji Coker 

Monday, 24 October 2016

My angel


I stood on the edge of a cliff
I could hear the wind whisper to me
"Take a step forward,
walk away from the pain
Walk away from the misery
Walk away from the hate"
Then her smile flashed through my head
And everything became clear
I was ready to face the pain
I was ready to face the misery
I was ready to face the hate
I was ready to face the demons if this angel by my side
Cos her love is all that matters
Just like that my feet so began to take steps backwards.

Banji Coker 

Sunday, 23 October 2016

Remember me



Met at a cross road
Created memories
Made history
Craved our names in the heart of those we loved.
I was a sinner
I was a saint
I was a lover
I was an heart breaker
I was loved
I was hated
I was respected
I was ridiculed
I was boring
I was fun
I was smart
I was dumb
All of this I was
All at the same time
So here is the question
What happens when death come ?
What would you remember about me ?
Or would you remember me at all?

Banji Coker 

The fear


My only fear is that I will wake up one day
Then God, the angels and the celestial bodies  will decided that you are too good for me and take you away .
My only fear is that I will wake up one morning  and discover that this was all a dream
That all this was just a product of my fantasy
Cos you are just too amazing to be real,
too magnificent to exist in my reality.
too beautiful to be human
Cos even your silhouette lights up my world.

Banji Coker 

Blood moon


The moon stood in the middle of the sky
with all glory and majesty
Looking down at the warms that walk the earth
He looked down with all disgust and hatred
Because he has witness  the darkness of men's heart
And the evils of men's souls
He has watch tears drip and watched blood spill
He had heard people cries and heard people  screams
Yet he stood there and did nothing
It's now seems like he enjoys it,
The activities of the night are pretty exciting,
The moon has nothing to do with mere mortal
We're  just pieces designed for his entertainment.

Banji Coker 

Saturday, 22 October 2016

Devilish words


"You can't"

Words that struck deep into my heart
Melting down my soul
Crushing down my spirit
Dimming the light of my life

Words said with levity
Words said with sarcasm
Words said with mediocrity.

These where devilish words coming from an angelic mouth

Banji Coker 

Thursday, 20 October 2016

Poetry by Yvette Zambrano



Here lies me- one, two, three
Laughter shared with tears
Can anyone hear how the clown smears his name?
Sharp knives, in room 29
I now bleed in blue
It wasn't at all how I pictured it to be
Let me go, I beg of you
Now response, all I see are red lights
Give me back life
I might just do this line
Not sure who i am anymore
All I see are trapped doors and checkered boards
Madness and insanity
Pointed at my temple, but I didn’t tremble










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Tuesday, 18 October 2016

HEATHENS........ by Abiola Olanrewaju

We've been labelled insane,
more dire than Typhoon's Bane
bringing the storm with the rain
For unbelieving; our sole claim
Terrible Ways, Beautiful Mind
Pertinent features of our scanty tribe
Now we've been put in binds
an act of jaelousy/hatred for our rare clime?
Instincts and Experience
able gods with meagre prevalence
Dutifully teaching me with sinister cadence
Now I'm supercharged with steamy ambience
Bound in chains of senility
Still our secular demons roam free
Setting ablaze our family tree
writing off our chances for clemency
We've been injected with something
to turn off our cravings
With carnage in our eyes; it's hazel
Give us liberation, we're HEATHENS......
@byolarbreezy 

Poetry by breathwords(Ashley)

She is mad nights filled with fantasy
While words are fired so callously
Cheating amaranthine stains on her pale skin
Innocence caught in the crossfire of war and sin
Shot down by a bullet with butterfly wings
A drive-by dance with tragedy 

Poetry by Alaka Praise

Think about Love;
Imagine pain,
Fall in Love;
Surrender to pain,
Stay in Love;
Slave to pain,
Invite lust;
Ease Love,
An old tradition;
Denounced by the young,
The heart is given;
After the demand is taken,
Substance and lies;
Ride truth and sincerity of heart,
It pays to be good;
It is now good to be bad,
Maybe Love is good;
If lust is bad,
Few get it wrong;
Most get it right,
The heart is empty;
The mind is wanting,
Content and discontent;
Never cease concurrently,
What never cost a thing?
Is now scarce and expensive,
For some;
It is hard to find,
For the rest;
It is unaffordable,
Lucky ones find it;
Greedy ones trade it,
Tangibles like money;
Come and go,
Intangibles like trust;
Come to stay,
Substance is ever inconstantly available;
Abstract is never certainly unavailable,
Wrongs that benefit are embraced and rights that don’t mean are ignored;
Instead of disregarding wrongs and respecting rights,
Every relationship was with normality;
Until there was friends with benefit,
Every relationship that is now worth entering must take you somewhere promising and profitable;
Like the bank, a mall, what about the isle?
Those that care about Love;
Want to be loved,
A lot of people don’t understand Love;
And don’t want to be loved,
Ignore majority;
What about the minority?
We knew Love subconsciously;
But fall in and out of it consciously,
There is something that can be felt by everyone;
And cannot be seen by anyone,
Imagine the most beautiful abstract thing;
It is too strong to be seen but not felt and shared, 
One word of four letters was enough to spell out the magic of this thing;
Countless words can be used to describe it,
It abides in the air;
And can be found anywhere,
If a beautiful thing attracts anything;
The most beautiful will attract everything,
All your substances compared with the Love you have for them;
Which will last more than the other?
Which will last forever?
Which will last more than the other and can last forever?
Old Love, New Love, the Same Love?
By Me....

Monday, 17 October 2016

Commute by Larissa Synder

I’m trapped in a giant, metal cage.
It is 06:26 in the morning.
There are few people surrounding me in this cage
They look brain-dead. Zombie-like.
These people
Resemble
A soldier in a trench going through shell shock.
I wonder if I look like that.
We are free to come and go
From this
Giant, metal cage.
But I am trapped.
06:34.
This cage makes a demon-like screech
06:35, a man who appears to be homeless
Takes a seat next to me in this giant, metal cage.
The stench.
All at once, these brain-dead zombies surrounding me
Suddenly show a mutual backlash of hate and disgust.
That’s when I realize,
No.
I don’t look like that.
I don’t look brain-dead or zombie-like.
I daydream to forget this cage I’m in
And to forget about the heartless zombies
Surrounding me
I daydream about
The homeless man sitting next to me
Where is his family?
What’s his favorite color?
When was his last meal?
06:40
06:40 at last.
I can now climb out of this
Giant, metal cage and
Stretch my wings
Until tomorrow.

Complimenting Seasons by Larissa Synder

The death of spring’s bloom is here
Hard-working growth of stunning, vibrant flowers of every color
Now in the process of dying
And the irony is
It is beautiful
Scarlet, mahogany, burgundy, magenta, crimson, amber, auburn, gold, copper
Black.
All so beautiful.
Room number D13.
Born April 14, 1939.
77 years old.
Chest and back pains.
My grandma.
Here I sit in the ER waiting room.
I see why they call it fall.
My whole world is falling all around me.
The caramel-colored leaves crumble away
One by one as the calm wind picks up and rattles the trees
I’m surrounded by sickness
Distress, panic, pain, grief, frustration, brokenness, doubt, weakness
All so raw.
I look into their eyes and sense strong energy fill the room.
It’s there.
The quietness is loud and shakes
A powerful surge of pounding discomfort into my heart
I’m filled with an innate sense of inquisitiveness.
I look a little closer.
With distress comes hope,
With panic comes comfort,
With pain comes healing,
With grief comes new beginnings,
With frustration comes compassion,
With brokenness comes mending,
With doubt comes reassurance,
With weakness comes strength,
With fall come spring once again
And that is the beauty of it

Sunday, 16 October 2016

Breathing corpses by bintiee


Moving in all angles with gun wounds
Our bulgy eyes shed only blood
Soul is been tormented
Strong enough to bring out anger

Heart shrinks down the ocean
We are just crocodile walking in the air
Even Ebola was scared to torment the swollen bodies
Who needs a shade? When the hour drips like the rain

The night could not even satisfy it's fire lovers
The ocean was so tasty and had none
The land fed on us in hunger
We are suddenly reluctant of even air breaths.






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Beauty


He looked into her soul and said


"This is crazy chemistry
  This is pure poetry
   Only a few people get to feel like this
     This is what it's like to be living

What we have is beauty it's self"

Banji Coker
  

Saturday, 15 October 2016

My baby's poem


He is it, my muse,the perfect one
The others thought he was weird
But i know he is perfection
He is my missing link
He broke down my walls
Showed me what it feels like to be loved
Since i met him i haven't gone to sleep
Cause my reality is Better than my dreams


Moyo Odunuga

Poetry by efe_ea


Fifteen bodies
Stacked in a pile
The number increased
As did her smile
Taking no hostage
Just ripping out
Of everyone
She met in her path
By one of their kind
She was wronged
And she vowed to revenge
For her heart had been turned
So wherever she went
Bodies she left
To serve as a reminder of the pain that she felt
They say her love became cheaper
They say emotionally she was weaker
But still they all knew
She was the heart ripper





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Friday, 14 October 2016

Fairy tale princess


She came non-chalant and free spirited
She turned his whole world upside down
She shined her light into his darkness
She became his fairy tale princess
Making the hardships of the world look easy
He used to see the world in black and white
But she came and painted him a clear blue sky
She is the living embodiment of his fantasy
The last piece of the puzzle to a perfect reality
Levitating him from hell to paradise
Now he goes to sleep with a smile
Cos she is all he sees when he close his eyes

Banji Coker 

Wednesday, 12 October 2016

Poetry by cosmia electrica


Feeling, thinking, hurting, aching,
Dreaming, hoping, wishing, yearning
A flood of emotions surging through my veins, like a tidal wave washing away every semblance of order and stability
But what kind of life would one live without the unexpected highs and lows of the emotional soul?
Would you not rather feel it all than feel nothing at all?
Is humanity not defined by the ability to feel, health and empathize?
Only a dead soul does not feel
Only a dead eye does not shed tear
I fear those who cannot feel
I fear those who cannot heal
Wounds will heal, tears will dry, breaks will mend,
do not let fear keep you from feeling all that is real ❤ #cosmiaeletrica ๐Ÿ’‹








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Tuesday, 11 October 2016

Lost at sea


What did I get myself into?
What just happened?
How did it all comes to this?
Where  did it begin?
Who does she think she is?
Where did she come from?
Thinking she can just come and break my heart
And make everything go away with a smile?
How did I get tangled in her web?
When did I loose myself?
I was just a game to her
Something she did for fun
Now I have to find myself
I need to get out of her web
To me she has to be dead
But first I'm lost in the sea of heartbreak and sadness

Banji Coker 

Monday, 10 October 2016

Clandestine


She was an hurricane
She was dangerous
She was the devil
She was hell

She saw him naive and lonely
Captivated by the goodness of his heart
She was drawn to him
She feared she would break him
She knew she couldn't be tamed by him
She knew he wasn't strong enough
She knew he wasn't ready
And for that reason she hid her clandestine feelings

Banji Coker 

Sunday, 9 October 2016

Poetry by halle gatia


Who is really the government

We are the government
That's what I was taught 
But do I feel like the government
I guess my teachers were wrong

They take decisions 
Without even consulting us
Decision that will have to live with
But we have no say in it

We put them there
To help us run our country 
But like they say power curropt 
They make themselves like gods

They make history 
While we live in misery 
They live in affluence 
And try to put us in silence 

I guess we are just sick poeple 
Choosing poeple to take us to the promise land
Instead they lead us back to Egypt 
Back to slavery

Empty forest

After the terrible war between the sun and the moon
After the war that shook the world
After the war that created enemies
After the war that killed angels and set loose demons.

After all was said and done
We all trying to heal
We all trying to get on our feet
We all trying to recreate our own beauty

So I went back to the beginning
I went back to earth
I went back to the forest
And when I got there in found no life

Banji Coker 

Saturday, 8 October 2016

Thanks guys

Guys I just want to say thank you again. And like the video above if you would like your poem, short writing and art , you can follow me on instagram @banjicoker upload a picture of your work and tag me. Or you could also send your work to my email Coker.banji@gmail.com

Friday, 7 October 2016

Song of the week


The song for this week is troye sivan fools. The melody of this song is wonderful, the description is perfect. And above all like he said "only fools fall for you, only fools do what I do" a perfect description of me.
This is the song for every hopeless romantic.

Thank you guys

20000 views and we not even a year yet๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š

Wednesday, 5 October 2016

Forgive and forget


Memories came rushing back
As he saw her smile
He was just getting on his feet
He was just surviving the defeat

Her happiness was the reason for his sadness
The grass was greener on her side
She sucked out the beauty in his life
Now he is living in darkness

He acknowledged her smile and  smiled back
Just there and then he realised that
He had to forgive and forget
To fix his broken heart

Banji Coker






Tuesday, 4 October 2016

Paint the sky


She is always happy
She is the melody to a perfect song
With her rough hair, baseball cap and rough jeans
She is a product of great artistry

The way she speaks is pure poetry
Blessed with so much intelligence
She makes me laugh
 I'm amazed by this sorcery

When I'm with her time grow wings and fly
She is pure magic
I see beauty  in her eyes
With those eyes she gives the world life

With that perfect smile
She paints the sky
With her I'm in heaven
And I didn’t have to die

Banji Coker

Monday, 3 October 2016

Autumn tears

The sound of a lonely ballad
Music from a broken record
Melody from a shaky voice
Harmony from wrinkled lungs

The falling of the rain
Hitting our skin , reminding us of pain
The blooming of trees
Are signs of a better me

Leaves drop from their branch
Tears roll from my cheek
And the beauty of all this
they both hit the ground in a synchronising harmony.

Banji Coker 

Sunday, 2 October 2016

Moments of madness


I sat down quietly
Looking out of touch with the society
So I decided to plug in my headphones
And went on a trip to insanity
I got on my feet and ran
Nodding my head to the rhythm of the beat
got lost in the music
In the middle of the road dancing
I'm sorry if this looks embarrassing
I always have moments of madness like this.

Banji Coker

My night


Saturday, 1 October 2016

Distant daydream


As I walked down the road
Drifting  into thoughts
I began to loose touch with reality
Getting lost in my fantasies

I saw  my name in shining lights
I was loved widely and loved deeply
I was known all around the world
I was dangerously in love with the one

But then,

I began to have distortion in my thoughts
I began to hear cursing and screaming
I began to hear blasting of the horns
All this,
bringing me back from my distant daydream

Banji Coker

I'm sorry

We kissed
smiles flashed through our faces
She thought she had found the one
But she was a pawn in a game that had to be  won

She was an experiment
I used the observation method on her
Then i went with correlational, placing her with every girl I knew
With my charm being the independent variable

She always looked so strong
But in the event of my persuasion
She took the peripheral route
With her emotions shouting out

Once upon a time I used to be a good boy
I used to fall deep and hard in love
But that never seem to work
The only option i had was to conform

My conformity was not normative
But  was informational
Looking for answers
 Cos Being good wasn't enough

Really I thought you would have figured it out
Cos there was no attraction, definitely not from my side
We are sure not similar
There is no proximity, cos I always ran away from us meeting

Please don't fall for me
Cos you were  just a way in which
 I'm prepared for my social psychology test
Ps. I'm sorry

Banji Coker


Truth about Nigeria


#FACTS_ABOUT_NIGERIA_YOU_MAY_NEVER_HAVE_KNOWN

You may already know that Nigeria is the
largest black nation in the world and the
most populous nation in Africa.

You may already know that Nigeria has
great dependency on crude oil, plus all the other opinions of David Cameron.

Here are 20 unpopular facts about Nigeria.

1. Are you aware that all over the world
Nigerians are setting the pace and becoming the standard by which others measure themselves? Do you know?

2. In the US, Nigerians are the most educated immigrant community. Type it into Google and you’ll see it. Not one of the most educated, the most educated.

3. 60% of Nigerians in the US have college degrees. This is far above the American national average of 30%.

4. Nigerians in US are one of the highest earners, typically earning 25% more than
the median US income of $53k.

5. In Ivy League schools in Europe and America, Nigerians routinely outperform their peers from other nations.

6. A Nigerian family, The Imafidon family, have officially been named the smartest family in the UK.

7. The designer of the famous car, Chevrolet Volt, Jelani Aliyu, is a super
talented Nigerian from Sokoto State.

8. The World’s fastest supercomputer was
designed by a world renowned inventor
and scientist, Philip Emeagwali, a full-
blown Nigerian whose patency was awarded in 2015. This means Nigeria has the patency to the world’s fastest computer: a Black Nigerian.

9. The wealthiest Black man and woman on earth are Nigerians, Aliko Dangote and Mrs. Folorunsho Alakija. Both have no trace of criminal record of any kind.

10. South Africa couldn’t have ended apartheid & achieved Black rule if not for the leadership role Nigeria played.

11. Of the 3 South African Presidents who
ruled after apartheid, two of them once
lived in Nigeria under asylum. Both Nelson Mandela (60s) and Thabo Mbeki (70s) lived in Nigeria before becoming President of South Africa. We gave financial support, human support, boycotted an Olympics and
our politicians, musicians and activists campaigned relentlessly.

12. Nigeria spent over $3 Billion and lost
hundreds of soldiers to end the wars in both Liberia and Sierra Leone which the world ignored because they have no oil.

13. When there was a coup in Sรฃo Tomรฉ and Prรญncipe in 2003, Nigeria restored the
elected President back to power.

14. Before there were street lights in European cities, ancient Benin kingdom had street lights fueled by palm oil.

15. 500 years ago, Benin casted metal alloys to create magnificent art including the world famous Queen Ida Mask.

16. Amina was a warrior queen who ruled Zaria Emirate in Kaduna state, Northwestern Nigeria 400 years ago in 1610. Google and see what she means to Africa.

17. We gave monetary gifts to Ireland during our oil boom and built a statue for
France free of charge. We are not poor blacks. Nigeria is rich and don’t be lied to.

18. The first television station in Africa was NTA Ibadan (1960) long before Ireland has their RTE station.

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Wherever you look in this great country, Nigeria, heroes abound both now and in our recent and ancient past.

If all you do is listen to mainstream Western media, you’ll not get the full picture of your Nigerian heritage.

Do not listen to any leader who says Nigerians are criminals, no matter who he is, or his height and position.

We’re not a nation of scammers, drugs & corruption, but a people with a verifiable track record of greatness.

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Here is what CNN, BBC, Aljezeera and western media will not tell you about Nigerians:

19. On the 7th May, 2016 at Howard University in Washington D.C history was
made. Out of 96 graduating Doctor of Pharmacy candidates, 43 of them were Nigerians and out of 27 awards given, 16 went to Nigerians.
The entire world still envies our uniqueness as a NATION with living together despite our ethnic diversity. One single country with over 400 languages.

They will only tell you how Nigerians are scammers and cheats, how Nigerians are into drugs overseas et al.

If you don’t blow your trumpet, no one
will blow it for you.

#VIVA_NAIJA!!

20. There are over 180,000,000 Nigerians
world over and only less than 250,000 of this figure have traceable criminal records.

This is about 0.14% of our entire national population in the last 20 years: nothing close to 1%. Shame on global media.

Listen Nigeria, don't let anybody woo you
into believing that you are a criminal just because you are a Nigerian.

Nigerians are NOT criminals.

You are NOT a criminal.

You are topnotch; second to none around the world.

I am proud am created a Nigerian, thank you God.

Be proud of Nigeria wherever you go.

Take out your Passport with pride.

Be proud of our GREEN HERITAGE.

Be enthusiastic of our FUTURE GREATNESS.

#Please_share_widely_and_let_us_spread_globally_the_truth_of_who_we_really_are.


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Happy independence Nigeria


All I wanted