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Mar 2021 · 129
FOREVER LOST
Jessica Duru Mar 2021
FOREVER LOST 🥀🥀🥀

I’ve carried this burden I never wanted to bear ⚔;
I’ve loved you for a long time now ⛈
But you never seemed to notice.
All that I tried,
All that I wished,
Gone in seconds;
Alongside your soul.

Your body I once craved,
Now still in my shaken arms.
Eyes closed,
Stone-cold,
In darkness you’d forever dwell ⚙
Until we meet again…
My beloved.
Jan 2021 · 1.9k
WOMANHOOD
Jessica Duru Jan 2021
❀ Cultivated as an ideal of womanhood,
❀ Ferocious and brave she stands.
❀ She is beautiful, that we know,
❀ Courageous, not concealed.
❀ When she walks, the people adore;
❀ In honour of her beauty, the trees bow.
❀ Song of praises are raised in her name;
❀ How tender, how sweet,
❀ How loving she is!
❀ Her skin no different from the sun,
❀ Diamond and gold no matching sight to it.
❀ She is ever-glowing;
❀ An egg to be treated with care;
❀ Never to be hurt,
❀ But to always be loved!
Oct 2020 · 79
FATE
Jessica Duru Oct 2020
I look up to a thousand folks,
And what do I get?

This world I am;
This place I am forced to dwell
When will I be free?

I've searched and still haven't found anything;
Anything just so my mind will be at ease
And will cease to ache!
And until it's found,
It will continue to be..

~Ciara
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Your my new best friend
And that is you



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  Giggles. So who's ready for my next poem? Ooh, I know y'all can't wait ヽ(*⌒∇⌒*)ノヽ(*⌒∇⌒*)ノ
Oct 2020 · 70
ONCE UPON A MEMORY
Jessica Duru Oct 2020
When I'm down, I think about you,
The things we used to do
And the moments we used to share

I remember the time we'd play out on the sand,
The coolness of the breeze blowing us
And the wind singing in our path
Raising praises in our name

But now all that is left are memories
I vowed never to forget
Never to let go...
Until we meet again

~Ciara
Oct 2020 · 65
FREEDOM
Jessica Duru Oct 2020
United we stand
Together we work
Our nation we build
Our home we seek
Our freedom we strive
Our voices we raise
And with hope, we will win!
Oct 2020 · 59
A CALL FOR JUSTICE
Jessica Duru Oct 2020
The labour of our heroes past
Shall it be in vain?

Our father land, our home
Shall it still be?

This chaos, this war
To what end?

This spirit of death ruling the day
Birthing agony and fear
When shall it stop?

The air reeks badly of blood;
The blood of innocent victims polluting the land;
A once peaceful land,
So blessed and graced
But now filled with terror:

Countless souls hovering unrest
Songs of mourning raised in their name;
Chants for justice enveloping the  air
As men match, seeking for what they desire

The labour of our heroes past
Shall it be in vain?

This greater tomorrow we seek
When will it be?

The people suffer in silence;
Their words having no meaning to those invoke
The oppressors claiming to be better
But no more will that be
For the time has come;
The time to reclaim what has being lost
So peace and harmony will reign once again
The present occurrence in my country. My heart is pained. I can't even write without crying. OH!!
Oct 2020 · 61
HERO
Jessica Duru Oct 2020
A hero's time is a time of great joy;
A time of ecstasy and happiness
A time of wonders and countless things ought to marvel at
A time to celebrate and bring together amazing people;
One always to be heard and never be forgotten
For all lifetime
Oct 2020 · 53
THE UNSINKABLE SHIP
Jessica Duru Oct 2020
Like a howling whale, the mighty ship sails;
One a million feet taller
And larger than anything ever seen

She sails across the seven seas
The cold waves kissing her,
As she moves with such pride;
Her sails gracing the humid air
Her mercy at the hands of sailors
Navigating and commanding

Sound of merriment ringing in the air;
Women and children chattering with no fear
Boastful mouths uttering things unfitting for the ears
Men in black emptying bottles and trays
Cheers of ecstasy embracing the night

Icebergs floating atop the waters
Waiting for its victim to arrive;
The great ship moving with such elegance and bravery;
The waters admiring her features;
Song of siren composed in her name
If only she could tell her end was near

©Titanic
Oct 2020 · 42
TORMENTED
Jessica Duru Oct 2020
Heavy I walk
Legs quivering with despair
Holding me back so I may not reach that place I desire:
A place I seek
And have tried so much to reach, but to no avail

This burden I bear
This heaviness pulling me down
with no desire of letting go!
Making me wonder if it ever will
Or shall remain till the day I'm called home
To give an answer to the life that have yielded nothing, but utter pain.
At first, I felt there wasn't any need posting this here since I couldn't come up with a much suitable title, but then it occurred to me that there was actually nothing to be nervous about, and so I said, "You got the idea and everything, why don't you showcase it to the world and don't worry about the number of reactions you're gonna get?" So here I am.
Sep 2020 · 39
A LONGING CALL
Jessica Duru Sep 2020
Could years pass
And the air still reek of my haunted past?

Could rivers flow
And still come to an abrupt end?

Could cherry trees blossom
And their bloom still fade?

Could mountains, hills and valleys stand
And the earth still holds them firm?

These questions I ask
My mind trapping them without an answer,
And with no one to reassure me
That I can be free from my ******* to fear;

A burden forced on me
By the harshly gust of nature enveloping my past!
One I am forced to bear
Its malodor hovering like a smoke

At what cost in life would be so enormous
To have the one thing I seek?
A thing much precious than all the riches in the embrace of the world;
One to overcome my fear,
And bring an end to shackles only I can see

Emeralds and pearls, I desire not
But the matching keys to my longing release
And if ever again I'll be able to walk,
I shall travel far and wide,
Proclaiming my return...

~Ciara
....It's good to be back. I missed every one...
Sep 2020 · 56
A LIFETIME'S WALK
Jessica Duru Sep 2020
Climbing up the Appalachians
Is no different from
Taking a trip down
Life's rocky path;
A path harbouring
All things caused
To beget sad
Or ever glowing memories
Conceived from the adventures
And never ending journeys
Carved out in a circle
Having no escape route
Nor an easy path
To a quest
Man must undertake
Lest he remains trapped
With no gain
Or freedom
In a land
Now filled with oppressors
And battles
Only he can overcome
So his sounding cheers
Would be heard
At victory's joyful embrace

~Ciara
Life: A Huge Circle Itself
I'll be editing this when I've got the time. For now, let it be here.
Sep 2020 · 46
ABANDONED
Jessica Duru Sep 2020
My heart is heavy
With despair
My head spinning
Like a roaring wave
Seeking to swallow all thoughts
As they go crowding up
Like swarming bees
That have no place

Heaviness and hurt
Piling up inside
Eager to put an end to my kind
Thus awakening my fear
In a land so dark
And without an end!

The air I breathe
Trapping me
In my tragic past;
Making me a wanderer
In a world
That has long rejected me
From its warmly embrace

Now I am without a place
Having no one
To put my fiery mind
At ease!
But I know someday
All this would pass
And then shall I be at rest
And have eternal peace
In my creator's *****...

~Ciara
Abandoned talks about a woman who's got this ***** past, leading to her being shut out by everyone. Enjoy
Aug 2020 · 115
MOOD
Jessica Duru Aug 2020
I'm a shooting star
Shining above all stars
In the sky

I'm like a blazing sun
Burning aglow
And lighting all path

We walk the earth
We rule the streets
The sun and the stars
Shining up above

And as we go
The warm breeze blows
Kissing our faces
As we smile
All day and night;
All day and night
Making memories that will last forever....

~Ciara
Blazing Emotions
This poem is centered more on this sad little girl who gets override by her emotions, and in a bid to make herself happy again, compares herself to the sky's blazing sun and stars, hoping she'd wear such a pleasant smile on her face, just like everyoneelse, and bring forth amazing memories that'll never be forgotten....
Aug 2020 · 42
A MOTHER'S TEARS II
Jessica Duru Aug 2020
Motherhood;
Such a blessed ride,
full of hopes and dreams,
longed to be fulfilled,
longed to be real!

Motherhood;
A joy-conceiving memory,
full of expectations,
having newborns conceived,
and brought into the world;

A world so big and bright,
but yet so new....
One so strange and demon-filled,
and creatures cursed to slay;
bound to feed!
The cry of their mothers wetting the earth,
as their pains go burning fiercely
at death's matching feast.

~Ciara
A Ciara's Poem
Aug 2020 · 154
A MOTHER'S TEARS
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....
Aug 2020 · 60
VICTORY
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....
Aug 2020 · 61
A PENITENT'S VOICE
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....
Aug 2020 · 49
I WILL NEVER LET GO
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!
Aug 2020 · 184
BLEEDING SOUL
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!
Aug 2020 · 33
MEMORIES
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....
Aug 2020 · 38
FOR YOU MY LOVE
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....
Jul 2020 · 37
PAINED
Jessica Duru Jul 2020
Her cries echoed aloud in the still of the night
A cry of pain
A cry that will never cease to flow
For as long as her heart is wounded,
and bitterness still lingers inside,
it will always remain a part of her
If only she knew what laid in wait
If only she knew...
But like they say;
One can't really tell what's going to happen next
Even if he tries
No one could have guessed...
No one!
If only she could turn back the hands of time,
and make everything right again...

Evil like they say
Never reveals itself
It's always concealed,
and rather lurks in the shadows Like some petty coward!
Once the sun goes down,
and the moon takes its peak,
it slowly crawls out,
hence begetting the dark,
and impregnating the silent tranquil scene thus
There,evil lurks

Out on the streets,
trudging footsteps can be heard,
and masked figures seen,
hovering on every corners,
lying in wait for their prey
To wander out in the dark,cold night
Alas,she walks,

With body badly bruised,
and face swollen in a puff,
The tattered skinny figure walks down Trolton lane
Arms crossed,
and sadness imprinted in her almond sunken eyes,
She plods;
With her haggard looks shimmering in the light,
and the tears in her eyes glistening
Yet,they didn't care
Their deep gray eyes shone with lust,
and they readied themselves,
encircling her
Each brutally taking turns,
stripping her off the one thing she cherished most

Her pride,
Her innocence,
Her comfort!
All gone in the twinkle of an eye
She had nothing left
Nothing at all!
Oh,what a selfish and wicked world we live in!
How shall the heartless pay?
How?
How?!
I doubt this evil that has befallen the world will ever pass
I doubt it will...
Now it's time I joined my creator,
and rest perfectly in his *****
This she said,
breathing her last

Ciara
4-PAINED
Can You Really Tell When Demons Walk Amongst Us?
The evil that has befallen the world has conceived a far bigger problem than any human has ever imagined. The poem "PAINED", centers more on the evil that has eaten deep into the society at large. Now, the girlchild is posed with a threat; a threat that has brought greater concern , not only to them but to everyone around them, Even children are not spared: And this demonic operation is yet to be stopped and our fears are increased with each passing day, just as depicted in this poem.
The poet personae here, a victim of circumstance if I should say, was brutally assaulted by devils that call themselves beings, Even in her awkward state, they showed no concern nor any iota of pity towards her. Her pride and comfort were all stripped away in just a day. If only she could tell what would become of her.....
- **** IS EVIL
Jul 2020 · 122
FOREVER WITH YOU
Jessica Duru Jul 2020
With lips wine red;
and face white-skinned,
and ***** perfectly fitted,
alongside curvy graced hips
And a lavender scent to match...
Her beauty doth glows
Like that of a new born
Brought into the world
So innocent and meek
But yet ravishing
In the most sweetest way I'd ever seen

For even in the shadows,
Her beauty is never concealed
And even when darkness prevails,
it overcomes every bits

Like the roses blooming in the meadow,
and the sun shining from whence it's placed;
So shall my love for you be
Never ending,
and forever eternal
For as long as I've always got you with me,
I wouldn't ask for anything else,
My sweet sweet Amor.

Ciara
2-FOREVER WITH YOU
Love's True Beauty
The poem centers more on the beauty love has to offer. The poet personae in this part of my poem, compares the beauty of his lover to that of love, which is sweet and magnificent in every way. Here, he goes deeper into confessing his undying love for her and how he'll never stop loving her, no matter what happens....
Jul 2020 · 415
BROKEN
Jessica Duru Jul 2020
Her smile,
that smile
Her beauty that yonder shines,
and her love which doth strengthens me
Like the wind blowing unceasingly
Across the White Eastern sea
Shall it forever be?
Oh,I wish...
If only wishes do come true

I feel the longing pile up
With each day that goes by,
Shall it ever pass?
Oh,I doubt
Love is really hard like they say

Everything seems so broken
Even from afar,
One could still see
Can it ever be fixed?
Oh,I know not...
Nor the royal empress herself
For the rust will forever go on...

Ciara
1-BROKEN
A Forever Rust
The poem centers on a man who loves his treasure so dear; A woman born with a fine, white skin like that of a newborn, and an exotic beauty which the beholder never seems to overlook. But then, the tragic wind came blowing in their path, seperating them, and leaving the poet personae broken and void. He fears he'll never be healed of the damage caused and doubts there will ever be an end to his aching pain.....

— The End —