Festivals are sound reminders
That happiness need to be shared
To grow it more

Can't you see I'm
so stuck on you.
This heart beats
for you for sure.
Endearing and
captivating,
a happy soul,
with a voice like music.
The sun in her heart
radiates into her face
creating the alluring
beauty with the light
in her eyes giving it
an illusion of magic.
The sun in her subtle
smile will always
illuminate my life.
With her presence,
my life is better.
She touched my life by
the same fire burning
in her heart and now
she has taken over.
I am aflame and aglow
burning up for her.
Change has come
because something
beautiful happened.
Magically she has
transformed my heart into
a budding rose flower with
a beautiful alluring fragrance.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Another voice,
The voice of our childhood
Is stuck in the polluted world

Make it free
To be free yourself
Of that world's burden

What depths could I describe?
What sights have you not already seen?
What could I possibly tell you that you haven’t already heard from the whispering trees?
The warmth of summer
The shimmering gleam of the frigid stars
With stream water splashing about your feet
What cooling sensations could I possibly bring
To a heart such as yours  
On warm nights such as these

If not today
Or at midnight,
Other day
You'll realise you were the biggest fool
To push time in the pond and forget that without any regret....

Seldom seen in the stew of Scranton skies
But there it is
a rubber band of fog  
smudged across black distance...
Myriad-multitudes
They are truly there
Each burning ball
gathered beyond my imagination
by the Moon Mother
Who scrubs the faces
of her little stars