League Day 15; ADELEYE OLUWADARASIMI vs MOHAMMED SHAMS-DEEN.

I'm currently in a dilemma either to leave home or not. Surely, if I leave today, sooner than later would I be back in my Father's land, cause there's no place like home, but still I want to leave!

Two poets this moment would be convincing me to either leave this land and seek for greener pastures in a foreign place or I stay.

Who wins my heart and who doesn't?... Enjoy this duel!
NOTE;
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Good luck to the wordlords.. LET THE BATTLE BEGIN!

THEME: SOJOURN

ADELEYE OLUWADARASIMI

Title: Place of Misery

That is a place of misery. 

My survival is still like a mystery. 

I was going to make them proud at home. 

And I knew that may be my last sight of the sweet home. 

Once I had to look unto my right. 

I asked what didn't go right. 

I heard no voice. 

All I heard was the echo of fierce Malice. 

I couldn't recollect what led me there. 

Neither did I think of how I would leave there. 

I had been subjected to pains. 

In fact All my gains from there are scars of pains. 

When I looked unto my left.

And I asked what was left.

Through a mirror I saw a Man's body. 

And what I saw was a dying body. 

May be the dying body wouldn't have been revived. 

Where could I have been revived. 

If I hadn't left the battle for the ground

And rush down home to make the curve round.

©OLUWADARASIMI M. ADELEYE

MOHAMMED SHAMS-DEEN

TITLE; Definition of Sojourn 

Stenchy fart

in harmattan wind

noses notice less.

Dark night

a lightning flashes—

eyes unsatisfied.

Trails of gululu

on water face

waves wipe out.

Between cold sun rise

and chill sun set

hottest blood cools off—

man's span on earth:

between dawn and dusk

for he is a sojourner.

Mohammed Shamsu-Deen