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Jessica Duru Aug 2020
There is no greater pain
than the loss of a child
An innocent being
brought into the world;
Conceived for a purpose,
and born to bring light,
to shine aglow,
and to bring joy to every mortal
that walks the earth

A child born to bloom;
Like a flamboyant
standing in the meadow
And the red roses
standing in the sun
But soon taken away
from the world,
and snatched from the nest of its mother,

A mother so longed
to be blessed,
and her prayers be heard
from the heavens
Her heart is broken
Her tears worsened
from the pain,
as they go wetting the ground
like a flowing river,
and a running stream
bound to flow
And shall it continue to be
Or her heart be healed
from her aching loss.....

~Ciara
9-A MOTHER'S TEARS
A Mother's Loss
The first part of this poem narrates how a mother loses her child. A child she had longed hoped for, only for him to end up at death's horrific embrace.
The second part, titled "Death Eater", describes how little children were taken away so soon from their mothers' grip, as they wept and mourned in pains....
Jessica Duru Aug 2020
I gaze endlessly at the stars,
my legs rooted to the ground,
my mind trapped in a deep ocean of thoughts;
wondering and dreaming when that day would come;
the day my victory would be announced,
and my name heard on every lips;
the four corners of the earth calling out to me,
and the warm breeze carrying their wild cheers,
as I go dancing all gay and bright,
celebrating my new found victory
If only it would be...

~Ciara
8-VICTORY
Envision
There is no greater joy than the hearing of ones name on every lips. A name always to be remembered and never to be forgotten. A name to be carried on from generation to generation. The poet personae, pictures this in his mind and wished so much it would become a reality, so some day he'd be heard, and celebrated by everyone....
Jessica Duru Aug 2020
With my eyes,
I look up to the clouds,
my heart seeking for redemption,
wondering if it will ever be for me

I gaze endlessly at the heavens,
searching for God's salvation;
raising my voice so he would hear me,
and save me from the hands of devourers out to destroy!

To him I go crying,
my voice ringing bitterly as I call out to him,
with my knees kissing the bare ground!

From his heavenly throne,
He looks down to me,
watching every step I take,
and hearing every word that eludes my lips;
My heart is searched,
and buried within,
lies an ocean of sin
But yet true remorse is found,
and I be purged with hyssop,
and made a new creation

~Ciara
10-A PENITENT'S VOICE
A Cry For Mercy
Dear Lord,
I look up to you,
and with thine heart,
seek your salvation;
praying that you'd hear my voice,
and the voice of your children from whence you're seated
On your heavenly throne

Holy Lord,
we assemble in your presence,
our knees kissing your holy grounds,
crying and calling out to you;
so we may be purged,
and washed wholly with hyssop,
So our hearts be cleansed,
and our mind put at ease....

The poet personae here is no different from sinners. He goes pleading for mercy, praying that he gets another chance and be cleansed from every iniquity he has committed. We can make reference to our biblical, David, who'd committed a thousand sin to count but was yet forgiven and made pure again....
Jessica Duru Aug 2020
Love;
a mystery born to bring happiness,
and to some,
a saddened and a broken heart,
shattered into pieces,
and feared never to be repaired
Never to be healed!

Love;
a bittersweet ride born into the world,
destined to impregnate the whole of mankind,
and thus bring joy to the earth
But it is as I feared;
the heart of man is far blinded,
poisoned from the reality in front!

My fears are awoken,
my eyes soaked with tears,
my heart bleeding from the throbbing pain,
anguish and fear eating me up from the inside out!
O' how shall I live?
How shall I breathe?!
O' my one true love
My beloved Ayana!
When shall I see you again?
When shall I feel your warmth on my pure beating heart?!
Once again my heart is aching;
aching from the loneliness and emptiness you left behind
O' my poor heart
So wounded and hurt,are you?

Now the clock goes ticking,
and with every second,
comes life drifting out of me,
my breath getting thinner;
reminding me of my time left on earth
And though several years may have passed,
and my body gone all frail and weakened with senility,
I never will let go,
until my creator comes calling me home....

~Ciara
7-I WILL NEVER LET GO
Loving Ayana
Love like they say, conquers all. A gift given to us by God, for he gave his only son to us. But in this aspect, we'll be looking at another kind of love. A burning love, possessed by the poet personae himself, who loved his wife so dear. But as a result of the unfolding scene, he lost her to another man as we assumed, leaving him in pains. Despite all that, he still longed to see her, and hoped she'd come back to him, even at the brink of death- Some love so hard to find!
Jessica Duru Aug 2020
Thunder rumbled at a distance,
and lightning crashed loudly
in the dark gray clouds above,
striking everything in its path,
and thus shaking the earth,
with everything on its surface
trembling with fear
The biting north wind came,
blowing everything in its way,
and swaying the trees
as they bowed at its command

Out on the lonely streets,
hooded creatures trudged,
with faces like that of demons...
Demons out to destroy!
In thousands,
they marched,
barging into every homes,
and feeding on innocent,pure blood
as the cries of their mothers echoed bitterly
in the dead of the night

Amidst the chaos,
laid a woman,
so weary and weak,
and breath almost drifting away
In her arms,
a little lad laid,
so tender and young,
but yet beautiful and pure
In his eyes,
she saw hope...
A hope she'd forever cherish,
and hold on to,
never letting go!

And thence came the demons of the night
In tens,
they marched through the door,
awakening her fears
their figures silhouetted in the dark
Her hopes,
her dreams...
All gone in a heart beat!
     
                               -Ciara
5-BLEEDING SOUL
When Danger Lurks
Can you tell when danger lurks in our midst? NO! This poem portrays the demons of the night. They come matching in, with the aim of killing every newborn in their path; "pure blood", as they call them, They posed a big threat to them and so needed to be eliminated at once, else they grew stronger. They left the night filled with their blood, and the tears of their mother, dripping at their loss- It was one dreadful night, to remember!
Jessica Duru Aug 2020
When I'm with you,
I feel happier than I ever felt
When you're not here,
I feel all sad and down,
and tearful and sore
I know...
I know I promised
That I was never letting a tear
Roll down my face
But I just couldn't hold on to that
Could I?!

You said you were...
That you were never going to leave
But you did!
And let go of everything...
Everything we ever shared!
Now my heart is saddened...
Saddened from the damage you caused!
And all that is left are memories;
Memories I vowed never to forget
Memories that keep me going

Even though it hurts
That I'm never going to see you again
But I'm certain...
I'm certain that I'll heal
From the aching that make my heart throb
And though summer may pass,
and all the seasons as well
Still,my love for you won't
Just like I'd promised

Hate me!
Ignore me!
And push me all away....!
But that will never get the best of me
For my strength has grown over the years,
and I'm stronger...
Stronger than the ferocious lion
That roams the wild!
And firmer...
Firmer than the tallest tree
That stands on the forest grounds
Not even the mighty wind can ******* down
No!
Not even that!

You may let go of every memories...
Every memories we once shared,
and every feelings...
Every feelings we once had for each other,
But mine will always be there
For as long as I shall remain on this earth
With the breath of life still in me,
I'll never forget you,
My dearest Aurora....

Ciara
3-MEMORIES
My Dearest Aurora
A trip down memory lane can be really hurting sometimes, and in a way, pretty joyful and ecstatic. Making memories with friends and loved ones matter a lot. One thing life has taught us, is that nothing that comes, lasts forever.There's a whole lot of people in this world who have come and gone. Some dead, some a million miles away, and one-tenth with no idea of where you're at. But still, the memories you have of them still remain a part of you, just like the ones the man in our poem made vivid description of. He remembers those days when he and his partner we'd go about creating memories; memories they vowed never to forget. And despite their sepearation, he still never let go of his promises. And so hoped that one day, their love story will be renewed again....
Jessica Duru Aug 2020
For you my love,
I shall sing in delight,
and with the sweet wonders of my voice;
Will capture your heart
As you lay lost in my charms

For you my love,
I shall waltz out in the open
And side by side we shall dance
With the candle-light burning aglow,
and the moonlight gleaming in our path

For you my love,
I shall trample on every scorpions and snakes,
and climb every mountains
Just so I can be with you

For you my love,
I'll sail across the seven seas
And seek every corners of the earth
No matter how much it'll cost

For you my love,
I'll conquer demons,
and shall slay dragons at your feet
So no danger can lurk in your way

And for you my love,
I'll do anything
Anything just to be your side,
and remain yours...
For the rest of eternity

Ciara
6-FOR YOU MY LOVE
To My Love
In this 6th poem of mine, the poet personae strongly believes he's capable of doing anything just to prove his undying love for that precious woman that makes his heart beat. And he goes forward into saying he'll do anything just to please her, no matter what it takes....
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