IN SILENT PRETENCE
Between words,
that stifilled my being,
oceans of my emotions
stole the pieces  
of my soul.  
Feeling the feelings  
for healing is  
the attitude for my being.  
Silent echoes says  
love is the sea of no end.
To carry the words
i heard on my back,
is like the lizard  
that lives in a house  
but it doesn't mean  
it's the owner of the house.
Even as the snail drags
its shell along,
even so the tortoise
walks around with its shell.
As the snake sheds  
its scale in due season,
even so the heart
vehemently rejects and
expunge  every pressure
of words messing with it.  
Even as the chameleons
changes its colour
to suit itself,
so the unstable mind
changes because it is fickle.
Though in silent pretence
the heart remembers,
but like the elephant
it never forgets the hurts
only the heart can feel.
Like that child who  
in a hurry cuts  
the underground yam  
while standing,
must sit down patiently  
to uproot it.
©2021,Emeka Mokeme .

Even in death,
there's still life.
Even in sleep,
there is wakefulness.
Even in your joy,
there's still pain.
Even in sadness,
there is still bliss.
Even in your
joyful tenderness,
there's still suffering.
Even in all manner
of ailments,
there's still healing
and remedies.
Even in all beginnings,
there's still the end.
Even in laughter,
there's still sorrow.
Even as the sun sets,
there's still hope
for the dawn.
Even in your darkness,
there's still light.
Even in offense,
there's still forgiveness.
Even in rejection,
there's still acceptance.
Even in war,
there's still peace.
Even in your forgetfulness,
the heart still remembers.
Even in your silent pretence,
the heart knows.
Even as you walk away
in anger from a
once loved ones,
they still live in your heart,
hiding in your darkness
and haunting your dreams.
©2021,Emeka Mokeme.

Without words,
without noise,
your body can
still speak.
Beforehand as the
**** crows
the dawn came.
Between the day
and the night.
Before the day ends
and another begins.
Before the arrival
of the rain
that flows down
to the river.
From the road that
leads to the mountain
beyond the sea.
Between the tides
and the storm.
Within the spark
of lightening and
the sound of thunder.
Before the sunset
and the sunrise.
Without pause,
without a doubt,
between breathe,
in a heartbeat.
The choice made
takes you like the wind
to the middle of
your destiny.
But like the wind
I'll never be
far away from you.
I'll keep choosing you
even if the world ends:
for through the cortex
of your womb my mother,
the path of entrance
to the world became possible.
My mother,
I'll definitely choose you again.
Did you hear my thoughts,
my voiceless voice
crying within, mother.
©20201,Emeka Mokeme.

They said you are beautiful,
that you are my type,
but for fear of been rejected,
and cast aside,
would you look for me.
Let's meet by the same side
of love to see if our
hearts can mingle.
Maybe i can see the
beauty in your heart,
and the love in your eyes.
Or feel the warmth
of your embrace.
Only the beauty
of which radiates
from the inside,
evokes my interest.
It can't be taken away,
not even by melanin aging,
or illness of which
may give wrinkles
and affect the skin beauty.
Let's meet somewhere
by the sea,
maybe we can together
sail towards the moon.
As the stars accompany us,
let's wake up at dawn when
the sun meets the morning.
Does your beauty match
that of daffodil
or lily of the vally.
Can your touch be like
the velvet feel
of the rose petal.
Or your ****** radiance
ever match the beauty
of the rose flower.
Would you say that your beauty
be like the fragrance
of ylang ylang or
the glory of the sky and
the snow flakes in winter.
But i still want to meet up
by the stream tonight
just to hug you.
©2021,Emeka Mokeme.

I see your pain
hiding behind your smile.
I see the tears
behind the smile
you try to hide.
I heard your heart
pounding as it buried itself
beneath the tears
behind your eyes.
I see your fear
peeping through your smile
to hide the unspoken words
dancing on your lips.
I feel your heart
as it hides itself
beneath the breathe of
each words you utter.
But i know the power
of the strength within
flowing like the river
to conquer your shame.
I see you rise
like the leaven bread
to share the beauty
that was once abandoned.
Like the morning sun
you rise from the
ashes of your brokenness.
With vim and vigour,
you are full of vitality
to get back to
the business of living.
And like the sunflower
you opened up to spread
the love of your glory.
©2021,Emeka Mokeme.

Oh be quiet,
and listen,
did you hear
the steps of tiptoe,
like someone just
entered my inner space.
Be quiet now,
I bet you didn't hear
the whispers of my muse.
Generous words he says to
calm the shattered nerves
of my restless soul.
Like the gratifying
sweet soothing wine,
an elixir to heal
your brokenness.
Like the mouth
watering flavor of
a rare nacter
in a beautiful gold chalice
trimmed with silver.
Like a warm chocolate
dripping from a lovers mouth.
Like the aroma
of ylang ylang and
lavender oil on a lovers body
seducing your senses,
so are the sweet words
of my muse whispering
in my ears.
Dripping like thick juice
from a honey comb
into the mouth
of a ready heart.
The words making magic
in my mind as
I write them down
in my parchment
for you to read.
Can you hear
the muse whispering
as he steps out
of the sunset on
a spiders web waiting
to ride the moon.
©2021,Emeka Mokeme.

Ask yourself:
Does your life
have enough meaning
to make others
see the beauty
inherent in you
to transform and
cause changes.
Ask yourself:
Do i have
the grace enough
to touch the heart
in trouble and
effect change.
Ask yourself:
Do i have compassion
to touch the wound
and hurts of others
with tenderness.
Ask yourself:
Am i mindful and
sensitive to others
of different opinions.
Ask yourself:
Am i thoughtful enough
to do the right thing.
Ask yourself:
Does my intent
and what i do,
in anyway become
a stumbling block
to my subordinates.
Ask yourself:
Is there joy,
ease and lightness
in what I'm doing.
Ask yourself:
Is there
enough love in
my heart to share.
Ask yourself:
Is there healing
in the words i speak.
Ask yourself:
Will my strenght be
strong enough to
carry another.
Ask yourself:
What benefit does it
give you when
you don't care
or can't share
whatever life has
given you.
Always remember that
you owe a debt
to the universe.
©2020,Emeka Mokeme.

MY HEART REMEMBERED
At this dark
cold lonely night
when the moon
is still,
quiet and waxing stronger.
Shall my heart
be calm and restful
in this fearful cave,
as the night owl
sits over the
tree top hooting.
The cooing of
the turtle dove
heard from the old
abandoned hut inhabited
by wild animals hidden
in woods across
the lonely yard.
With the solitude
of this dark
lonely heath space,
my heart remembered
the beautiful
glad tidings and
the comfy warm glow
of the fire burning
in the hearth.
The profound stillness
of this deafening
quiet moment at
this cold lonely
snowy night is
indeed frightening.
My peace stolen
by the cold night.
The eyes heavy
by the burden of sleep
but sleep is
quite farfetched.
Sleep alludes the eyes
as the howling of
the wolves disturbed
my peaceful night rest.
Shall i run into the heath
to evade the beast
or shall i hide
within the rocks
to warm myself.
The horrible fear
will still find me.
But what shall i do
to hide from the cold,
the starry night and
the beast still waiting
to consume me
at this dark lonely
cold night at
the middle of nowhere
in this dark snowy mountain.
©2020,Emeka Mokeme.

Love abducted me
for a wrong heart.
Told me to sit still
and keep quiet.
Under the raging storm,
the betrayed heart
sat just looking.
The shining phenomenon
of passion and power
overwhelmed the heart.
But the heart fooled
into love can never
understand anything right.
Life of love takes
a mystifying and
wondrous turn.
Taste of grief
is dangerous to
a beautiful mind.
For ideas of
a worst kind
begins to breed
within the innocent mind.
The heart taken over
by influx of
confusing thoughts,
maybe to partake
in tomorrows rise.
It is total madness
even for a
beautiful heart to love
a wrong person.
That's as close
as you can
get to hell.
Unimaginable.
©2020,Emeka Mokeme.

Be still,
you can hear it,
the voice within
the cloud and
the firmament,
as it speaks
to the heartbeat
within your soul.
Listen to your heart,
listen to the
inner voice within
your soul.
Listen to the music
of the flute
playing within your soul.
Listen calmly to
the wisdom of
the words from the spirit.
What do you hear,
little grasshopper.
Do you hear
the flutter of the butterfly
or do you hear
the rhythms of
your heartbeat.
Do you hear
the desonance of
a broken string
or the healing flow
of the symphony orchestra.
Did you hear
the flapping of
the wings of the song bird.
Did you hear
the voice within the wind.
Be quiet,
be still and
you can hear
the laughter of
the one within
the ocean waves.
Listen,
even the stars
whispers words of love
to the heart
that can hear it.
Even the rose flower
sings as it opens up
to share its fragrance
to greet the morning sun.
Listen,just listen.
©2020,Emeka Mokeme.

DÓOR KICKER
A door kicker
takes no *******,
he takes bullets
to save and
to protect those
he loves.
In this dangerous land
filled with chaos,
he must become
a nightmare to
the wicked ones.
He must be
careful but
now it's time
to be careful
not to be careful
for the sake of
what he must do.
His instinct as
sharp as a razor
to cut deeper behind
the enemies territory.
His blood he must
shed with gladness.
He bled to
secure the land
for the sake
of our posterity.
Our extinction hurts
and haunt him.
Like a wounded lion
in search of
its absonded prey,
he hunts down
the terrorist and
oppressors messing
with his people.
Putting pride and
ego aside,
he fought without
surrender and no retreat.
Willing to lay down
his life with
absolutely nothing to gain.
His altruistic ways
baffles and perplexed me.
In such a one
my faith grows.
©2020,Emeka Mokeme.

I am like the bee,
gives you honey,
so sweet but
stings as you
cross allowed boundaries.
I am like
the rose flower,
gives my fragrance
freely but careful
you must be.
I'm not without
my torns and
will pirece your
fingers for
your carelessness.
I'm a gentle loner
just like the scorpion,
don't walk all
over me or
step on me
as if I'm
a weakling or
pick me up
because of my fragile
nature or I'll be your
near death experience.
I'm like the
stinging nettle,
I'll decorate your skin
with my deadly marks
and make you dance
even when there's
no music playing.
And like the
beautiful ivy flower,
poisonous and deadly,
don't ever harrass me
by plucking my leaves,
to feed on
or you'll be dead
in a second.
Stop messing with
everything in sight
just because you think
you are superior.
Even the little porcupine
can chase away
the strongest lion.
Even as i'm tiny
as corona virus,
I'm able to
chase everyone into
their homes and
lockdown the whole world.
All the weapons
fashioned by man
is useless against me.
And woe betide you
if you dare show
your face outside.
I'm as selective
if you keep
and maintain a
social distance.
You must maintain
asepsis by proper
handwashing and wear
your ninja mask.
And when i
see your blood,
i may have mercy
and passover you
by reason of your
bloodtype and immune system.
©2020,Emeka Mokeme.

Don't be distracted
Open your eyes
so you can see
the deception of magic
unfold before your eyes
Stay wake now
do not slumber
Stay home and
be alert
Through your window
peep in the dark
to watch this movie
It is about you
About your very life
Five big G
dancing in the air
on your streets.
Disguised as a
mechanic working even
in the rain.
No a technician,
planting his technology
in your frontyard,
no your backyard
unsolicited.
With impunity
they worked tirelessly.
No consent seemed,
that's how cruel
they are.
Robots are better,
they say.
Delibratly introducing
something new.
Artificial intelligence,
the next level.
Covid-19 vaccine,
to help you heal.
But microchip inserted,
unwittingly to monitor
your every move.
Digital certificate,
you must produce,
or no buying and
no selling allowed.
Don't think you
are safe.
To sleep with
a wild lion
or a cobra
is better than
a deluded and
demonic sick lunatic.
Stay awake and
stay home,
be safe but
don't be distracted.
Enjoy the movie.
©2020,Nnaemeka Mokeme.

I hide in the
subtlness of nature.
I laid down
in the bliss
of his love.
In there i
found peace
and healing.
Within his *****
he wrapped me
in his warmth.
With love he
nurtured me
as his child.
His breathe is
the life i feel.
Endowed with strength
to subdue any
threat of the advassary.
Pestilence and plaques
everywhere i conquer.
All perilous ill
avoid me
for i became
their nightmare.
Invincible he
made me to be
whatever i want.
My weakness became
my strength.
My failures are
now my assets.
Everything i thought
i lost are nothing
but my gain
on the roundabout.
©2020,Nnaemaka Mokeme.

As you look around
from left to right
and up and down,
i wonder why
you never complained
as you observe
the things you see.
I know you see
the tiny specks
of dust sharing
the space with you
hitherto moving in
the air as if
with wings dancing
to the rhythm 
drummed by the wind.
You walked as if
they never bother you
but they messed up
your living room,
messed up everything
you took time
to clean up,
your clothes,
shoes and pretty face
yet you go about
ignoring them.
Pretending as if
it is allowed,
but you accommodated
their intrusion.
I wondered why you
didn't do the same
to your neighbour
who knowingly or
unknowingly offended you.
Don't you see that
even the dust has a
lesson to teach you.
They have a sign
to those who understands.
©2020,Nnaemeka Mokeme.

Is the water of the
ocean from somewhere
under the ground.
What is it and
how did it appear.
Where is its source.
And the water
under the ground,
where does it flow to.
From where did it
come from and
where is it going to.
Where is the source
of the rain which 
falls to the earth.
Is there another
body of water up
in the firmament.
Who has seen it.
The water inside the rock,
how did it get in there.
Can they ever come
together and merged as one.
How did it form
and come to be.
I know it is alive
and listens to our
conversations and
commands
with compassion.
I know it responds
and reacts to our
feelings and every
word spoken.
I also know it heals
everything it touched.
I know that our utterances
of love evokes its power
to affect our consciousness.
Our ancestors knows
its sacred secrets.
The ancient sages tune
into its immense help.
It has the key to immortality.
It is the elixir of life,
guarded jealously by the gods.
It works in synergy
with the sun and the moon.
All things above
the heavens and
beneath the earth
yield to it.
In it is hidden
the supernatural.
With it you can
do great exploits,
for in the beginning,
the spirit of God moved
and incubated over the
face of the waters.
©2020,Nnaemeka Mokeme.

Now is not
the time to
assess the
moment.
Morning comes
with the presence
of pregnancy.
Destiny is wrought
on the map
of life.
Can you hear
what the wind
whispers.
Or understand what
the ground utters
to the universe.
Leaves of the
trees bear witness
to a life
of forever.
Who knows what
the sand said
to the root
that makes the
leaves fall to
the ground.
I'm sure you
heard what
the wind whispered
to the leaves
to make it yield.
Are you the one
that makes the
leaves change colour
in their season.
Did you see the
hand of the sun
as it paints
over the cloud
to change colours.
Maybe you are
the reason the
trees shades their
leaves at a
particular time.
Who has ever heard
the drums of
the moon
as it makes
the waves dance.
Are you the one
within the ebbs
and flows 
of the tides.
Maybe you are
the timekeeper
that told the
chick in an egg
the moment to
crack its shell
from within to
emerge.
Who has heard the
strings of the violin
played by the fairies
to make the heart
fall in love.
Have you ever seen
the heart of a
lover as it
behold the beloved.
Soft and tender,
alluring and lovely,
isn't it.
Nothing can be
compared to the
love of a soul
over a desired
heart.
From within that heart
heaven beckons.
And is touched
by the one
who heard the call.
©2020,Nnaemeka Mokeme.

Just let it be,
let the earth be,
you have truly
done enough.

You will never
remedy the scars
of its wound
inflicted by your greed.

Don't add to
its bruises by
any selfish act
of your ignorance.

It is that
complicated even
when you try to help,
it doesn't need it.

The inconsiderable
abuse has made it
to be insensitive
to your feelings.

But it will recover
and never forget
your labour of love.

For your name is
woven into its fabric
and indelably etched
deeply into its heart.

It speaks of you
to the whole universe
about your sacrifice.

Love it is
that bonds you
together to dine.

With grace and
compassion it
communes in favour
of you.

Extending the hands
of fellowship,
to form a nation
through you. 

Because of you
sudden providence
and resources from
its source of bounty
descended.

For it is now
an extension of you,
as above,
so it is below.

As it is
even so are you,
a reflection and
exact replica of
its multifaceted image.

And as the joy
of bliss returned,
know you have
more than enough.
©2020,Nnaemeka Mokeme.

I am the mysterious,
the mystery inside the
song that flows from
the unknown.

I am the song
of love known to
bring sucour and
solace to blissfully
affect your heart.

The song of
the spirit that
speak volumes
of itself to
those who listen.

The song hiding
between sadness and joy,
life and death,
to dispel nightmares that
haunt your mind.

I am the healer
of the afflicted
and the abused,
confused and deeply
wounded soul.

Interwoven within
the body and
the mind of
hurting and broken
lost souls.  

The one who
penetrates the depth
of your darkness
to take away
your ignorance.

The one who speak
in silence until
your soul knows
and understands

I am the light bringer,
whose song offers
sweet savour to
your soul and feelings.

I am here to
heal and to help
rebuild and fortify
your brokenness.

I am the one
that dwells within
the silence of
your stillness.

I'm the one that
make your solitude
awaken your spirit
from its slumber.

I am the twist
within your breathe,
the one that counts
the rhythm of your pulse.

I am the invisible
and invincible secrets
within the
cellular life flowing
inside your blood.

I am that song
in the beginning
of creation,
from the sphere
of divine realm.

I am that song
with vim which
quickens with vigour
to make your soul
dance with vitality.

I am that song
of divinity
in your heart
whose desire is to
seek the beloved.

With pure bliss,
it listens to
its sweetness and
answer to its rhythmic
interchange balance.

I am that silent
unspoken words in
the song which transpired
between two hearts
binding them together.

I am the song
in your love
which makes the soul
go weak at the knees.

I am that unsolicited,
unsung song inside
the accessible space of
time in your quiet moments.

I am the answer
to pacify the
cry of the needy
and hurting soul.

I am the song
of the ancient
rhythm of the
sages and the ancestors.

I am the God
of your heart
and realization
dancing on the bruised
heads of a thousand serpents
to free you.
2020,Nnaemeka Mokeme.

The cut is deep
and hurts so bad.

Numbed to my bones,
the marrows freezed
like the water
in the ice box.

But my heart
and my soul
affected is
is now healed.

By the hands
of him whose
touch is like
the balm of Gilead

I found succor
and deliverance
that's soothing,
calming and comforting.

Full of love
and compassion,
he offered warmth
and solace to
my fragile heart.

His presence
strengthened my frail
tired body.

And now my soul
vitalized by the
divine effulgence
which gave it strength.

I'm a renewed being,
recreated and different.

My nature changed
to that of
an exulted being.

I am more
than you could
ever imagined.

A creature of heaven
in an earthly body.

Purified and sanctified
for this very purpose.

And in pursuit
of this purpose,
I found myself.
©2020,Nnaemeka Mokeme.

He speaks
with love as
if on fire
for her.
Waiting by the
corner of the
long road,
love has the
best gift for her,
gifted to the one
so broken,
not knowing that
love has
something so
beautiful to offer,
and now they
found each other.
Entangled,
their heart connects,
love captured and
consumed their souls.
Who said
there is no
longer love
for the aged.
Age is a
matter of the mind,
and if you don't mind,
it doesn't matter.
Like a package
wrapped and kept
in the arctic
to be opened
in due season,
she waited by faith.
Like an aged wine
in the wine celler,
matured and confident,
she will taste
and perform well on
the dining and
the other room.
And now their
hearts trapped as one
love blossomed forever.
As for you
who waits long,
loves gift will soon
exchange hands
and love will bloom.
©2020,Nnaemeka Mokeme.

Beyond darkness,
there is still light
hidden within.

See you again soon
beyond the twilight.

There is
fatal attraction when
two worlds collides.

She may not know
there's unrequited love
hovering in the cloud.

But i will keep on
doing the right things
until i see you.

Bleakness of life
and love sets in,
then love arrives to rule.

Man is a frailty
but there is
the moon in your heart,
giving out it's subtle light.

The portrait in the
hallway is that of you.

It shines to
make the beauty right.

This is the power
of the words.

When love leave
the heart in ruins,
the soul seek
refuge in prayers.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Alluring and
delicately softly,
she moves under
the dim lampshade.

Her steps gliding
like that of a
beautiful ballet dancer.

Slim fit and elegant
as if aware
of her own beauty.

She shows off
her dance skills
and her body.

Her perfume fragrance,
perceived afar.

She unfolds
her dance style
bit by bit.

Like that of
a rose petal
slowly unfolding itself.

A beauty to behold,
beautiful in itself.

Captivating and enticing,
and passionately exquisite.

Like the earth moves
around the sun,
the world right now
revolves around her.

For a moment,
the time
just stood still.

She left everyone
breathless.

Then suddenly,
the music stopped,
and the light came on.

And i knew
i wasn't dreaming.

She stood there,
like the ghost
of a beautiful
little girl smiling.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

I pity you
when you can't
figure out who i am.

I pity you
for your lack
of the knowledge
of me.

You have no idea
who i really am.

Look again beyond
the imagination
of this realm.

This figure
you see is not
what i look like,
it is not
the real me.

I am different,
very unique and
complex you see.

I am a creature
of the light,
divine in nature.

With the
dominant force to
subdue the oppressors
and adversaries.

You can't bear
to look at me,
for my glory
will daze you.

And dazzle your
little mind with
the confusion of
the ignorant.

I pity you
for not knowing
the one in me.

I am more
than you could
ever imagine.

Do you really
think that all
you knew or
even ever see is real.

All are illusions,
a dream of
which someday
you will wake up from.

Right now,
i will fizzle out
of your presence
just for a while.

This moment
is a dream,
a beautiful good dream.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Beauty is found
everywhere in all
created things in nature.

Even where the
surf searches the
sand for symbols.

Have you ever
found the unknown
lonely footprints left
at a quiet beach.

Even down the
dark places deep
in the ocean where
all kinds of beautiful
exotic creatures known
and unknown plays.

Unperturbed by the
presence or
pressures of man.

Check out the
beauty at plains
of a running brook.

Meandering and flowing
through the meadow
with the hills and
the mountains beyond.

Heard across the street
from a high castle,
the light little footsteps
and the laughter
of a child running
through the quiet path.

Look up in the sky
at night and behold
the handcraft of
the Almighty displaying
gracefully with stunning view.

What can i say
of the animals
in the wild with
the exotic flowers
in their lonely enclave.

Displaying their loveliness
hidden away,
living happily and
quietly in
their habitat.

Have you ever
taken time to see
how the light
of the sun shines.

As if smiling
to greet you
first thing at dawn.

How lovely and
radiantly beautiful all
creation including man
turned out to be.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

By the lonely
corner of this
beautiful forest
i wish to live.

Where nature speaks,
where the solace
from the quietness
and silence of
this exotic place
run free.

Where the fairies
and the elementals
grant wishes.

Where the beauty
of solitude is displayed.

Here undisturbed,
the angels
came to dine.

At this lovely
lonesome moments
i rediscovered
my true self.

This is where
nature gives life
a meaning.

At this instant
in my aloneness
and quiet moments.

Profound revelations
are made,
ushering in a new dawn.

Henceforth let
no man disturb me.

I've found
the true gold,
the philosophers stone
within as promised.
©Emeka Mokeme.

If I'm allowed to talk,
what will i say of you,
my love.

What can i say
even now,
as words to
describe you escape
my mouth.

But the heart
still holds you up
as if you are water
in a container
to quench a thirsty throat.

A life giving
fresh air in
the heat of the desert.

A warm covering
in a cold weather.

There's no words
to describe you,
no i don't have any.

To describe you
is like describing the air.

You have no color,
you have no taste,
you can't even
be touched or
seen or even stolen.

But yet,
you have eyes
to see,
you have hands
to feel,
you have face unseen,
you have taste unmatched.

Like water,
you chose the heart
you want to dwell in.

You flo ,w anywhere
and wherever you choose.

Talking about you is
to talk about
your essence,
divine and pure sweetness,
excess love and beauty.

You are so
profoundly powerful,
yet perfect and uncommon.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

You are the
most beautiful soul.

Your presence is
like healing itself.

I am so
grateful for the
space you have
created in my world.

Now i can more
easily acknowledge
my capacities.

This beauty was
just a contribution
to me yesterday.

Thank you
for what you
have showed
me today.

It showed me
oodles of stuff
I'd not noticed before.

This is the
beauty that came
with me on my walk.

A glorious adventure
with a blade
of light in my hands.

Today I was
surrounded by delights.

Today I was
gifted umpteen energies
to nurture and excite.

Today I was
rippling with gratitude
and proud of
what life has
accomplished of me.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Why are you here,
i still keep
asking myself.

I know you are
not here to give
me some roses.

I know you are
not here to listen
to what i have to say.

I know how
it feels when
you are not wanted.

Is rejection
a part of love,
is it really
a part of life.

It is full
of horrible and
heartrending pain.

The kind of pain
my heart never
deserves or desire.

Like a broken rib
it hurts even more
when you breathe.

Only you can feel
the pain just like  
a sore thumb.

With shame
you hide behind
your skin.

Even with your
clothes on,
you still feel naked.

Confused as the
tortoise taken out
from its first habitat.

He's forever miserable,
because he can't
find its way home.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Hiding within the air waiting for you to fumble just a little bit in the presence of your beliefs before it strikes is doubt. It is a stranger meddling with your heart.  
©Emeka Mokeme
Personal Glimpses

Within your struggles
and your breathe,
inside your smile
and your heart.

That which you seek
is also seeking
expression through you.

That which unfolds
before your very face,
is the exact replica
of that which
inhabits you.

The light of the sun
within must reflect
through your being.

For your life
reveals your secret
intent within you.

Without shame or
your ego rising
with pride,
confront yourself with
the light of truth
without doubt.

For the very thing
you fear already
lives in you.

Liberate yourself
from its shackles.

This light of knowing,
from the knowledge
of this truth
will drive the
darkness away as
the luminous presence
of its morning dawns.

In the end,
you are the one
who decides.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Take it or leave it. You are here just to love. Breath it all in, just breath.
©Emeka Mokeme.

I am a beautiful gift wrapped in love for you. Don't ever give me back to myself. I am yours.
©Emeka Mokeme.
Personal Glimpses

A peep into
my heart will
tell you how much
you are loved.

Not a love feigned
or the one
that smolders.

A divine and
pure sweetness
that yield to
a ready heart.

The one ready
to shed a joyous tears.

A love oozing
a pure sweetness
of divine effulgence
and essence of pure love.

That is what
my heart desires.

If your cup
is not yet filled
by this,
you are not alive.

If you missed
its spring as
it passes by,
then you are
indeed dead.

If you don't
deep your self
in the source
of this river,
you won't be
baptize by the spirit.

If you are
not awakened by
the dawn of its morning,
you are not truly happy.

And you who dine
at the same supper,
will never be thirsty
or go hungry.

But let those
who never feel
it's presence yet,
be still allowed to sleep.

When your silence speaks,
then you are indeed
awake to its call.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Before it gets
too dark to see.

Would you do
something,
anything at all
to put on the light.

Darkness is fast
approaching,
even the light
of a firefly will do.

I don't know
what i don't know.

But if you know,
you know.

Before it gets
too dark to see.

Complexities and
confusion all around us.

Wailing,
groaning and crying
heard daily everywhere.

Even at day time,
it's getting dark,
too dark to see.

The soul is
weary from its toil
and exaction.

Slowly everything
crumbles in the
ashes of the struggle.

Everyone agrees that
it is time to
do something.

But i think
it is time
to light the
candles and pray
before it gets
too dark to see.

The people are
already grumpy and
groveling in the day
as if the darkness
just appeared.

It's not too late
to do something
before it gets
too dark to see.

Even the light
of the moon
at night and
the sun in
the day will cease.

All you need
is the glow
of the light within,
before it gets
too dark to see.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

I am that
of which you
cannot fathom.

Deeper than what
you have ever seen.

You don't know
who i am.

I am a part
of that of
which you are.

I am more
than that which
i was before now.

And even more
than that which
i am now.

You have no
idea of what
I've become.

I am larger
than that of
whatever you
think I am.

I am of nature,
the water and
the wind.

I am the moon
and the stars,
untouched and far  
away from man.

The stars are
my many eyes
of which i see you.

With the moon,
i still see you
even in your darkness,
as I see you
with the brightness
of the sun.  

I am the sun,
the bringer and
giver of life.

I am the
life in your breathe,
pulsating inside you.

I am the thoughts
in your mind
seeking expression
through your mouth.

I am the eyes
of your soul
that sees what
the spirit reveals.

I am the
unspeakable words,
the unutterable
from the spirit.

I am the
invisible one,
i didn't choose this,
this chose me.

I am in the wind,
with the strength
that part and
breaks the sea.

I am the path
of life that
leads to the
great beyond.
Threaded only by
the brave.

I am,
that,
i am,
He said.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Within this space
of my happy place.

There, inside my heart
in my aloneness,
and solitude
in my quiet moments
and inner silence.

Within my heart,
in the stillness
of my soul,
i find the peace
that i seek.

As if my soul
touched the clouds
and the whole
universe shrinks
before my eyes
becoming one with me.

Of that which
i seek in myself,
i found in within.

Like the seed
within a fruit,
i now become.

And like a
ripe fruit that
fell off the tree,
i am.

Alone and ready
to sprout and
bloom in the
royal garden.

New amongst
the exotic plants,
i must blossom.

Among the
royal princes,
my regal rope,
i wore.

Seems i am
a verse in the
chapter of a
new book.

I blended and
subtly merged,
now tangled with
the galaxy.

I am now
the sun and
the moon and
the stars of
the universe.

I became the water,
penetrating into
all things.

I became the air
within the wind
floating in space.

I became
all things within
and without.

And in all
things i found
myself.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

I don't trust you
enough to open
the door to
my inner chamber.
I left you on
the portal of
my heart to
test your zeal.
I must learn
your dance steps
in order to
play with you.
The beats of
your drums,
i can't still
yet understand.
I can't just
open my confused
heart to you,
it is still sore
from the pain
of silvery dagger
that once pierced it.
Play your healing
flute well to
soothe my brokenness.
Dance but step softly
on those wounds
for it still hurts
so badly.
Maybe the wind
from your tender
soft steps will
bring healing on
its wings to
put out the heat
of the pain i feel.
Just a little press,
a little push forward
will gain you
enough entrance to
possess my heart.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

I became an
electrician in order
to fix the light
inside your smile.
I became a driver
in order to
take you to exotic
and beautiful places.
I became a physician
in order to be
a balm of Gilead
to heal your
deepest wounds.
I became a chef
in order to take
care of your well-being.  
As an alchemist
i will transform
all the past hurts,
shame and mistakes
into gold.
I became a gardener,
so i can plant
beautiful flowers to
bring succor and
comfort to soothe
your soul.
I became a priest
in order to
draw out your
inner spiritual essence.  
I became a king
so you can
become an asset
to rule in my castle.
I became all things
in order to
win your heart.
I am so in love
with your essence.
®2019,Emeka Mokeme.

You kept silent,
while there's so
much words in
your mouth.

Your silence
hurts my feelings
and that of everyone.

Hidden and contained
within a secret place
in your heart.

You know what
to say but
you decided to
be quiet.

Your words of
knowledge could
have saved lives.

Your heart is
so full of wisdom
but you hide
behind the depth
of your feelings.

You captured the
whole scene with
the eyes of
your mind but
you didn't share
any of it.

You watch
the slide show
by yourself.

In your face,
i can see
the night and
the day,
i can see
the darkness and
the light.

I can see
the pathway to
the valley and
the mountain.

I know the
secret ways of
the plants.

I can hear
the messages of
the crickets chirping
in the dark.

I can feel
the subtle flutters
of the hidden
energy within the breathe.

I can sense
your joy fully
and your pain even
before you feel it.

I understand your
deepest doubts and
your confusion.

And I know
how all that
makes you feel.

I know,
believe me,
I know.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

There is still
hope for the
heart that trembles
because of helplessness.

There is no
amount of darkness
experienced that light
cannot defeat.

No matter how dark
the night becomes,
a flicker of light
sends it away.

There is no
crooked place
however deep that
water cannot penetrate.

Every tempest
however dreadful is
just for a moment.

There comes
a time in
our lives that
even the heart
gets tired in
fighting the enemy.

There is nothing
in this world
worthy of do
or die affair.

Every accomplishment
wears out and
the heart seeks
for another.

All the things
you hold dear
or think that matters
is just a figment
of your own imagination,
they all fizzle
out in time.

And at last,
you will find out
that the most
important thing
in your life
is relationships.

Those relationship you
never wanted
will be the same
corner stone of
your story that
makes up the
textures of your life.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

What my heart
sees is the
beauty in you.

And my eyes
beheld the reflection
and silhouette of
your essence.

To feel you
is what my
heart desires.

The universe shrinks
before my eyes
becoming the ions drops
in eternity binding
the feminine shape
of you.

This happens when
two worlds collides.

There's no breath
except the breathe
of you.

There's no air
except the power
of the wind.

There's no thirst
except for the
taste of water.

There's no light
except the sparkle
of the sun.

There's no moonlight
or the twinkling stars
except the brightness
of your soul.

There's no soul
except the spirit
inhabits the body.

There's no life
except the
quickening spirit.

With the light
in your eyes
and the sun
in your smile,
you shine and
radiates beautifully.

And now
because of love,
our lives merged
becoming one.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

This life is
so beautiful with
you in it.
Your love makes
it vibrant.

Your smile radiates
like the morning sun,
as i remember
your face as
it hung on
the memory wall
of my heart.

Your voice is
like the subtle
drizzling of the
rain falling softly
in morning.

I can still hear
your footsteps
walking around,
rustling on the
dry leafs
in the garden.

Just thought of
you today to
let you know
i remember you
always.
You influenced my life
in a beautiful way.

It's amazing how
much your love
touched my heart,
transforming my life
into a beautiful soul.

Like an exotic
flower blooming
in the winter,
i blossom because
of your care.

It's lovely to
have you in my life.
My heart needs
you as one
tasty of water.

I remember you today
and i know
you are at peace
where ever you may be.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

There is always
healing for the
deepest wounds.
The hurts and
the pains of
the heart can
be definitely and
permanently healed.
This truth is eternal,
nothing is too
hard for the
spirit to reverse.
When you yield
totally and completely,
amazing things happens.
Do it now,
when there is
still time.
Tomorrow,
you will wish
you had started today.
Comforting and soothing
is the touch
and feel of
the blissful presence
of the spirit within.
Come and taste,
and see that
the heart where
the spirit dwells
is full of
love and tenderness.
It is invisible
and yet uncommon.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Distorted reasoning
comes like a
wildfire to confuse
the mind.
The mind needs
calmness without
ripples to feel
the flutters of bliss.
I have three eyes,
two to look,
and one to see.
Even the man
the gods protect,
protects himself.
My heart is
my God,
that is where
the God of
my heart dwells
and so i
fear no man.
To be careful
is not to
be afraid.
If you want
to live,
then conquer
your fears haunting
your heart.
Deep thoughts hidden
in the depths
of the heart
without verbal
expression distorts the
heart and confused
the mind.
It needs utterance
to be free.
I would rather
breathe through
the unknown and
allow it to
unfold before me.
Take me where
you wish so
my destination is
a mystery and the
journey becomes magical.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

What is this thing
that you see
in my heart
that trips you
to fall to pieces.
I'm really not
that so cool,
you see.
I'm so broken
like a damaged good.
Maybe you can
fix and polish
my brokenness
with your mixture
of silver and gold
to make it glow
and shine like
the brightest star
in the firmament.
With your love
dancing in my heart,
i can come
alive again.
This pure sweetness
overtakes me with
alluring beauty.
Hope to love
once again is
restored.
This is what
my heart desires.
A selfless love
from an amazing heart
to an undeserved soul.
My heart will
definitely dance to
the music of love
from your soul.
I am no
longer lost,
for I'm found
by a beautiful soul
with a graceful heart
and a sweet alluring smile.
Now the new dawn
is finally here,
i arise with
love from within
like the sun.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Our heart grieves
in our weakness,
and we felt as
weak as water.
Some days can
be much more
difficult than others.
The winds change
and the storms
of trial come
and go in our lives.
But we know
that out of suffering
have emerged the
strongest souls;
the most massive
characters are seared
with scars.
I have all three
ingredients the
first time,
rather i put
my everything in you.
My trust
My love
My honesty
My loyalty
My faithfulness
My heart
My soul
My spiritual connection
My prayers
All of them
merged in me,
and we are one.
Courage,
persistence and
willingness to never
give up are
keys to winning
our battle.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

You awakened
something in me.
The coiled
sleeping serpent
has woken up
to bite.
I just want
to smooch,
caress and have you,
to explore your
body tonight.
I'd love to
feel your essence
and touch.
With my eyes closed
I'm so lost in
my dream of you.
Make me to
wake up inside
of you my love.
i can feel
your tongue on
my crutch and
all over me.
It made my
**** hard,
so hard.
Mmmmm,
this is so sweet,
you are sweet,
my candy crush,
my love.
I need to
taste your ****,
i can't stop
until the honey flows.
Come wrap your
arms around me
to put out this
fire burning within.
You are my thickener
and my softener.
The fan in
my hotness to
put out the
volcanic eruption
on my waist.
Together we can
ignite the moon
and the sun
to make the
stars sparkle.
I love to
rest in your cloud.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

I am invisible
and invincible,
an unknown image,
known only with
my visible mask,
an invisible soul,
hidden behind the veil,
shrouded in the
cocoon called
the body,
peeping through
two tiny holes,
from the invisible.
And the one writing,
is invisible  
with an invisible heart,
penning the words
of the invisible thoughts,
flowing from the
invisible through the
cracks of the
invisible powerful mind.
An invisible soul
dwelling within
a sound visible body
with a sound
invisible mind,
doing the impossible
and great things
with giant strides
to influence and
impact my world.
I dominate and subdue
the oppressors and
adversaries with the
might of an invincible
invisible warrior.
I healed the
sick and afflicted
with the invisible and
powerful affection of
my invisible love
from my invisible heart.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Give yourself
a meaning because
you are the
meaning of true
meaning.
If only your
eyes saw souls
instead of bodies,
you will understand
the mystery of creation.
You will be amazed
how different your
ideals of beauty
would be,
because you will
see the incredible
impressive impact and
loveliness of inner
radiance of true beauty.
Even if for
a moment you
feel and quietly
listen to your
heart beat,
you would have
truly seen humanity.
Take your time
to look deeply
into the eyes of
one close to you,
reflected there is
the same anxiety
of that of every person.
Don't forget to
see the smile
of each individual,
it tells the
true story of
love and loneliness.
Invading your
neighbors vineyard
by force is
a terrible sign
of serious damage,
an incurable
stomachache and
a regrettable source
of eternal loss.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.