THE BLEEDING PEN ANTHOLOGY 52 #LET IT RAIN# PHASE ONE

THE BLEEDING PEN ANTHOLOGY 52
LET IT RAIN
PHASE ONE
Let this fortune that wanders in sky, rain
On this sterile land to wander away  pain..
We are on the verge to be slain.
If not for His, we wouldn’t gain.
HARNYF’MAN ASHISANA

Ablaze thy fire to rain,
Curse thy strength to reign.
Hold thy fault, not again,
For then shalt thou smell fame.
JUDAISKY

Basking under the ray,
Of the word-cloudy day.
I’m ready to rain, today
Let there be no more delay.
SHAKESPEN

The arable earth is famished,
Farmers eyes look reddish,
Children sing for the heaven.
Let it rain!
AYOOLA IMRAN

The world is famished,
I fear to wonder where we’ll be,
Grass turns yellowish.
Everything has vanished!
YOUNG_TAEKPOET

The land is dry
All what was once low is now high.
The standard of living is not high.
We pray baba God to please draw us nigh.
INVALUABLE DYK

Oh I challenge you, Ôya to cause a rain,
For we are in suffer of grain,
Not on a lane or in pain,
For no longer shall we wane.
JOSEPH JASEF

Let it rain
It’s so drain
Let it rain
Wet the chain.
THE BROKEN PEN

The sun is waxing stronger
And the moon, hanging much longer
Our barn is getting slimmer
To cultivate, a point to ponder.
EMPEROR’S DIARY

Let it rain
The thin-line that reign,
In the heart of a farmer, is gain,
When his plantation grow ain.
HARNYF’MAN ASHISANA

Give hear to my tidings,
And out from thy hidings.
Give thy surname a lasting
Name above clover glittering things.
JUDAISKY

The king’s heart i shall drench,
With words that can never be quench
Deep-down inside hell, my vapour shall reach,
With my raining words, good deeds I shall preach.
SHAKESPEN

The drainage is thirsty,
Trees eyes grew misty,
Cow echoes “grass! grass.”
Let it rain!
AYOOLA IMRAN

Let it rain.
The rain of gain.
To drain away all our pain.
So that all we have suffered for would not be in vain.
INVALUABLE DYK

Oh, the cloud is pregnant,
Yet no rain for all remain stagnant,
Oh is this reward of killing Infants?
Please forgive us for we were ignorant.
JOSEPH JASEF

Release the rain
Into my grain.
I’m here and fain
to treat my blain.
THE BROKEN PEN

Everyday we wait to till
Drainage tank refuse to fill
To feed the world, we have the zeal
But helpless, raining is nil.
EMPEROR’S DIARY

It will rain
Because the thunder goes insane,
Let it rain to wash off our pains,
Oh yes! It will rain.
YOUNG_TAEKPOET

YOUNG_TAEKPOET
EMPEROR’S DIARY
THE BROKEN PEN
JOSEPH JASEF
INVALUABLE DYK
AYOOLA IMRAN
JUDAISKY
SHAKESPEN
HARNYF’MAN ASHISANA
2017
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