Bouncing back
from rejection has
a way of
affecting us.
The pain is
a lot like
physical pain,
we feel the
pain so deeply,
its heart wrenching.
This is how
perfectionism fails us.
It's best to
celebrate the little
wins and imperfect
moments alongside
the big successes
to combat our
fear of failure.
We all have
an area,
closet,
shelf or
drawer that
remains a mess,
despite our
best efforts.
Hiding behind the
scenes of our
closest is a
terrible idea.
Take a walk,
go for that
long swim,
be creative,
take a new class.
Spend time with
nature and do
some gardening,
until your heart
is ready for
someone new
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Is this Deja Vu,
seems so strange
but so familiar.
With an uncanny
feeling like it
has happened before.
Is this just
a glimpse into
the past.
Seemed so weird,
with a feeling
so wired.
Like those
mornings when
the sun shines
so brightly but
the dark still
looms in the corner,
when gloom like
an umbrella hovered
and towered overhead,
like the cobwebs
that scattered
over the ceiling
of an abandoned
old hut,
guilt hung over
the feelings.
The head looks
down in shame,
disgraced as if
the face is
really messed up
with excreta.
I patiently watched
as they tried
so hard to
redeem themselves.
But nature was
so adamant to
respond favorably,
for their past
crimes are irredeemable.
Karma now knocks
on the door.
The reaper is
harvesting his wages.
He is not
looking at faces,
neither is he
a respecter of
class and status.
What they sowed,
they now reap.
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This monstrous being,
an entity from
another realm
stealthily and silently
moved slowly
with calmness
in the darkness.
Maybe it's unaware
of my presence
or maybe it's just
ignoring me
as I'm not a
treat to it.
I heard the
cricket chirping
and the night
frog crocking at
a distance in
the darkness.
Their song unwittingly
helped make the
night feel more
mysteriously outstanding.
The night was
dreadfully and
awfully quiet.
There is something
very ominous
about this night.
It sends the
goosebumps
up my spine.
It was drizzling.
The stars of
the night were
sleeping and the
clouds was devoid
of any light
except the sound
of thunderstorm
shattering the sky,
piercing even into
the interior
of the house.
Sleep has gone,
replaced by
restlessness and
curiosity mixed with
fear and apprehension.
Alone here hiding
after the terror
of the dusk.
It's a horrible
experience so terrifying
that I can't
even breath.
I can see
faintly the
silhouette of that
entity moving
away from me,
and I exhaled
with so much
gladness to be
free from this
terrible monster.
People will never
truly understand
something until it
happens to them.
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I have never seen anyone that carried
the sun or moon on their head,
it must remain above you,
or have I seen anyone that carried
the earth on their hand or head,
it must lie beneath your feet,
neither have I seen anyone that caught
the wind with their hands,
Oh no!!!!,it must always be elusive.
Nor have I ever seen anyone
that runs faster than their shadow,
you are both inseparable.
As you talk about life,
so is death waiting
in a world only slightly beyond.
Though a man must die
before the son becomes a man,
I have not seen a man who had
a son before his father,No!!!
Sometimes there are things
unspeakable that can happen to you,
shocked,amazed
and perplexed your spirit,
make you feel hopelessly helpless.
Know there is absolutely nothing
you can do about it because
all of it comes to make up
the textures of your life.
Accept it,change it in order to Heal,
grow and to get on with your life.
You must know that
where pain is inevitable,
hope is our assurance always.
Know It can only get better with time.
© 2017,Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved

I would that
i hung in
the air without
a thread holding
me to it,
just like the moon.
And run the
race around
the world,
like the earth.
I want to
walk down from
the sky in seasons,
like the rain
and the snow.
And flow with
freedom to
anywhere i wish,
like the river.
To be fair
like food crops
that is seasonal,
with their types
of colors and shapes,
to give different
tastes of many
sides of love.
Where are you
hiding my love,
you that knows
my heart and
soul and knows
how i feel,
come now to
rekindle the flame
of love divine
in my heart
and possess it
as your very own.
Wish i like
the stars you like,
and nights bright light.
To sit up
all night long
with you watching
the dark turn
into day.
I would give
anything just
to find such
a one.
The only one
my soul desire.
Appear from behind
the veil to
soothe and comfort
the heart that waits.
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With your eyes
you saw it,
with your mind,
you believe
or disagree.
With your heart
you know the
truth behind the
hidden secrets
of the heart.
The spirit searches
the mind for truth.
It is really truly
tremendously
incredibly indelibly
absolutely
informatively
mind blowing.
But don't twist
my words for
your own agenda
or the trolls will
crawl up into
your crazy mind
and give you
a delirious dream.
You will never
know the darkness,
understand the emptiness,
or feel the pain
i went through
just to be here.
The ugly scar
on my face,
my silence over
your petty pesky
harassment is a
deep sign of
discipline and
determination to get
you off my rocker.
It's my way
of showing you
that I've been
there too and
i survived.
And I'm still
standing right here,
telling you to
stop now and
survive this too.
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Where is your honor,
where is your faith.
Did your strength fail
or are you hiding
your face from shame.
Nothing much can be
done for anyone who
has lost the will to live.
When hope eludes you,
then death is eminent.
Do not be defeated
by the pesky unfortunate
circumstances popping
up here and there in
your life to harass
and disparage you.
You are not of the
down world but full of
zest and of life.
Hold on to your life
with so much love
and gentleness.
Your life is a gift,
cherish it.
It is a treasure worthy
to be guarded with might.
Honor it with dignity
and respect for you
are a unique blessing
to the world.
Never be untitled for
you are greater than
anything ever created.
Supernaturally superior
to anything in the universe.
Be glad that you are here
and all these too shall pass.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Love is not
bad in itself,
neither am i,
for what i
feel inside is
of love,
pure and divine
in itself.
Is it that
am not so
good enough
to be loved
or love to find me.
With all this
feeling surging
inside of me
like a river flowing
within a cave.
Am I missing
anything or is
there something
i should know.
Just sitting here
watching the
day goes by.
Can someone
come get me
before i fall
off the stars
into the sea
and disappear.
I'm really seeking
for you around
the corners.
No wonder I'm
in trouble with love.
Pushing me here
and there without
getting stuck with
someone.
Can't get enough
of all the
goodies in it.
I keep demanding
for more.
I'm so undone
for nothing
is ever so
bad that it
couldn't get worse,
that is for
sure how it works.
It can only
get better always.
Now i know
that love is
catching up on me
while i'm running
the other way,
going on a
journey to the
stars and the
sea to find it.
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And I will tell
you something
you probably
don't know yet.
Your earthly
tabernacle must
be protected by
all means necessary
because the God
of your heart is
resident within the
castle of your soul.
Therefore let no one
enter your inner
kingdom unless they
come with love,
respect and dignity.
What you allow,
is what will continue.
You have an obligation
to be better everyday
in every way possible
because of the grace
that you have.
Intimacy is not purely
physical,
it is the act of connecting
with someone so deeply,
you feel like you can
see into their soul.
What is in the heart
will come out in the life.
Out of your dreams,
be born and out of your heart,
be alive and out of your soul,
be light for you are nothing else.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Are you tired of
me already.
Is it not too soon,
don't you think.
I know you are bored
and want to jump ship
and explore some more.
Different taste of many
things brings different
results and reactions
from diverse points.
Could you at least stay
a little bit longer,
just hang on for a while
and experience the
serenity of a peaceful life.
It's not been long
you got here,
just wait awhile.
Jumping in and out so fast
can elude happiness.
Take your time to find
the joy and the bliss in it,
for it comes by consistent
and persistent approach,
And only by invitation it can
visit and abide with you
and then you learn how to
permanently hold and keep it.
My life needs a strong stable
companion to complete it.
Someone who deserves the
same and the best.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Alluring is
the beauty of
a gorgeous goddess,
with a beautiful smile.
Her figure
like a dream.
Sleek movement
of her gait is
something to behold.
She shines like
the morning sun
and sets like
the evening.
The beautiful Sunset
and the solitary bird
seek to fly together.
Together at eventide
we can sail
towards the morning.
As the moon
and the stars
bears witness
to our love
in the dark.
The light of
divine love are
waiting for us
with immense gratitude.
To fulfill
the promise
our hearts made.
Triumphing every
circumstances that
threatens our happiness.
Love is all
that matters.
It is more
than vain glory,
It is better
than the arrogance
of riches.
It is a comforting
wealth of the heart.
It brings laughter
and solace to the soul.
Love is like
a symphony music.
Two hearts in
love dance together.
He who has
love is wealthy.
Abundance and
grace easily floats
towards him.
Love it is.
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Did i ever
tell you that
someone is
searching for
everything you've
given to someone
who didn't
appreciate it.
Now i know
the lucky
one that would
have the fruit
must first
climb the tree.
Before i explain,
how much do
you know already.
If love is a
bowl of cherries,
what am i
doing in the pits,
and why am
i still alone.
Clueless is
this old man,
do i really
understand the
algorithms of love.
It baffles me
and i can't
comprehend it.
It's really
confounding,
very intriguing
and intricate,
too profound to
absorb and
assimilate.
What i feel is real,
but none seem
to understand me yet.
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We know that
when sweetness overtakes
the bitterness of life,
everything will be fine,
the wind will speak,
butterflies will dance,
love will swallow me
and you my dear,
will surely dance
with the wind.
Laughter will be
heard again in
the lonely
abandoned heart.
The sun shall definitely
always rise every
morning to greet you and
shine so beautifully
with a warm smile
to encourage you.
The light of hope
will bring joy
and happiness of
heaven closer to
embrace your heart.
Your night and
dark days shall
be illuminated by
the striking hues
of beautiful rays
to usher in healing.
All illusions shall
melt away to
give way to divine truth.
Bliss shall return
to bring tenderness
to our brokenness.
Your adversaries shall
be subdued for
the sake of freedom.
And your heart
shall experience
the beauty and
sweetness of love.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Without a paddle,
the right paddle,
will there be a
perfect ride to a score.
The passengers surfers
but surely will survive.
Are you the guardians
of the galaxy or the earth.
How did you now become
the masters of the universe.
This bizarre impression,
this beautiful fantastic
notion with hidden figures
is impossible to fathom.
There are deadly secrets
lurking by the side
waiting to manifest.
Don't tell anyone they say,
but how can you not even
see their hidden presence.
Within you lies the power to
evade the tremendous impact
of their monstrous acts.
The tipping point is here to
turn around everything to
your advantage.
What you lose on the swing
you gain on the roundabout.
Deal or no deal there will
be a total wipe out.
When a snake is about to
swallow another snake,
there is always a battle,
but one has to die in order
for the other to live.
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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.

What you only
needed is just
five minutes of
peace when your
body is infested
by those itchy
crazy worldly
worms crawling
all over when
they come.
Just listen to
your heart beats,
they tell you
that you are
still alive.
Listen to
yourself instead
of the world
and your problems
if you just
want to peace
out a bit.
Why are chickens
so much more
than brain birds.
Chickens,
like many
other animals,
are resplendently
different from
one another.
They can be
therapy birds,
worried mothers,
helpful friends,
impressive memorizers.
The clear capsule
start dissolving
as soon as
it is immersed
in a quiet
pool water.
So are your
problems dissolved
in thin air
when you let
them go.
Cease to worry
about those things,
they are like
ants that crawls
all over you
when you make
a softened butter
creamed with sugar
and paste on your
skin as cream.
It's just a
party dance invitation
to the ants.
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My mouth cannot
tell all it encountered
and I can't deal
with all this drama,
controversy and
the embarrassment
and confrontations.
It is too much for
me to handle.
I really need to
leave but not
without my love,
I must pick up
the pieces for my
heart is manipulated
by this game of
love being played out.
It is very disturbing
and devastating,
hurting everyone
concerned.
Arrested development
was necessary.
The choice I made
is uncomplicated and
with eyes of mercy
comes a cry for justice.
Come in and
have a look,
I have all you need.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

This is a
remote place,
so far away
from people,
you can barely
see or hear
anything except
the water drops
from the rooftop
and the birds
chirping on the
trees outside,
the calmness and
solitude of this
place can almost
pierce your ears.
It is a dark
spooky place hidden
within the depths
of a cave
that i discovered
myself and my
hidden strength.
A scary revelation
of my true self
emanated from within.
In the darkest
corner of this
cold isolated lonely
room where monsters
tempts and Angels
dwells to save
and set free the lost
came the best of me.
Out of great
suffering and pain,
quite and far
away from the
prowling eyes of
humans,
strange things happens.
There within me,
the sense of self,
ignited by the
influence of the spirit,
the light shined.
I found a
place of peace,
my happy place.
And the darkness
in me disappeared
like a thief
in the Arabian
desert at night,
it flew away
like a caged bird
seized by an
old Arab princess.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights reserved.

Without a good
game master plan,
you can't win
the game in
the world of
actuality and
competition.
Just as the lion
is the king
of the forest,
so is the
eagle the king
of birds.
If you live
with regrets
of yesterday.
You will have
no today to
be thankful for.
A vision without
execution is a
dream that can
die within.
May we all
bring our dreams
into reality.
Light is contained
and always hidden
within the darkness.
It takes a
little bit of
darkness to see
the glitter of
the stars.
Even in the
brightness of
the daylight,
the stars are
always there.
All true gems
are hidden within
the depths of
darkness.
It takes certain
light to make
it shine.
Never mind,
there is always
light in the tunnel.
Your gem
shines within.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved

Can i ever
find you in
the stars or
your love in
the rivers that
constantly flows
and meandering
following its path
and destiny
but never stops
for anyone.
Can i find
constant and consistent
love in this fickle
heart that never
stops beating.
When will this
breeze that rushes
past me ever stops
to wait for me,
maybe love is
hidden within
your speed.
How can i
ever catch up
with the spirit
in the air
or hold it
within my palm,
maybe love can
stop and just
for a moment
embrace my being.
How is it
that my optical
eyes can not
behold the things
of the heart,
yet i can
feel the
eternal presence
of it's breathe
pounding within
as if it
wants to burst out
into the open
like the ocean tide
that will later
finally abates.
Maybe love is
just a fleeting
illusion that is
better take in
like the air
into the lungs
just to live
from moment to moment.
If you ever
find it's hiding
place would you
please tell
love I'm also
looking and waiting.  
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

This mysterious night
brings magic alive
as we watch it
pass before our eyes,
ushering in something
extraordinary into
the universe.
Night is beautiful
although danger lurks
inside it.
Horror and beauty
mingles and blends
together always in
synergy within the
depths of the night.
Subtly with effortless
effort,
the night with
love pours into
the cup of life
the light,
and the darkness,
and with kindness
equally filtering
and separating
darkness into light.
At night is
when the night
crawlers haunt,
their eyes adapted
to that sphere
to see better
beyond our
optical visions.
But the strong
silence of its
solitude beckons.
To it's presence
our being embraced,
to restore and refresh,
soothe and to heal
our tired body.
With its hypnotic
calmness it puts
our being to sleep.
There's is magic
at night time,
a wonder to behold,
displayed by nature
for us to
adore the mystery
of the earth.
Out of the dark,
the light emerged.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

You are my
unspeakable elixir.
The thoughts of
you warms
my heart with
joy and gladness.
Your love
captivates
my heart.
You are the
one that
makes my heart
beats faster.
The one whose
voice melts my heart.
The one who
made me go
weak at the knees.
Your presence
is comforting
and reassuring,
soothing and gloriously
unimaginably beautiful.
Your embrace
makes my day.
Your smile warms
and melts the
cold and darkness
that looms at noonday.
The one that
calms down the
earthquakes i feel
in my heart.
The one whose
breathe is
my strength.
Come away with me
to the dance
call of love.
I want to
meet you at the
middle path of
the rhythm of
your heart beats.
Where heaven and
the earth resonates
without interference.
Where the soul
dances to the
beating of the
hearty melody.
It is there
that my heart
joyfully want to
walk with you.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

She cried like
a baby whimpering
alone in an
abandoned room.
Like a wolf
at the full moon,
she howls.
As if to
magically call down
the powers of
the spirits from
their hidden places,
she utters those
strange words
into her cauldron,
out of which
came out a
strange smelly
choking dark smoke.
Her sinister smile,
a warning to
keep your distance
from the abode.
Close by is
the figure of
a gargoyle where
she fetched her
rain water.
Laboreka-kwashindo-
kakiska hin,
she screamed with
a cracked deafening
voice that sends
chills up the spine.
And the firmament
responded with a
super sounds of
thunderstorm shattering
the sky night.
The last witch
of Avulalon from
the lineage of Adim
conjuring her magic.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

You disliked
to read and
hear the words
flowing from
my heart,
yet you just said
you loved me.
You don't like
what comes
out of me,
because it affects
you like wine.
But you claimed
I'm the world
to you and
love me as
yourself but you
never listened
to my soul.
Among those
who disliked,
and never
liked a prophet,
i count you
in their number.
My words pierced
the soul and
sing songs to your
spirit and your
heart trembled.
You are afraid
of what my words
will do to your mind.
You are scared
to be in love
with me and
my words.
You are so
flipped out and
can't show your
vulnerability.
You are so
annoyingly sensitive,
you can't feel
and love deeply.
Do not worry
about it,
i understand everything,
perfectly.
My poetry is
like a soothing
sound heard in
the middle of
the forest,
the flute of
the soul to
bring solace to
your tired body,
the muse of
the spirit to
comfort you.
Understand me
but don't struggle
with yourself,
i beg of you.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

This is a
love beyond
the sword.
The real death
do us part.
The vow they
took is not
just ordinary,
it's of the spirit.
The ordinance is
of the heavens.
The words uttered,
is of love
from the soul,
and it's pureness
of the divine.
You know a
man from the
words he said
to his woman.
I'm talking about
a noble man,
a provider and
a protector.
The words flowing
from that man's
heart is to be
taken seriously.
It's the word
of wisdom,
full of so
much love.
Attend to it
diligently with
delightful heart.
Decorate it's
castle with love
to keep him
to yourself
instead of setting
up a trap
to catch him
cheat on you.
This life is
so short
enjoy it immensely
together while you
are still here.
There is craziness
outside ourselves.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

You darkness,
can you see
the light approach.
It's glittering
glowing glory
outshines your
gloomy face.
The darkness
softly creeping
into my space.
Forgot your seeds
on the bedside
while I'm sleeping.
The inner light
from the other
side of the galaxy
will shine through
to shift your
presence away.
Now i know
you are weak,
your darkness
cannot stand
the light,
even the flicker
makes you
disappear.
Moments ago,
you threatened
for a while
but gave up
your grip
as the glorious
light shines forth.
You can never
plant your seed
in my soul
for the brightness
of it's incandescence
will choke it.
Hidden by the
corners of our
brightness and hope,
there is darkness.
Even within the
depths of our
hopelessness and
darkness there
is always light
within waiting
to shine forth.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

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.

Natural expression
of burning love
exude from the
heart and engulfed
my soul with
such great force,
power and strength
with the ability
to overtake
my being and
override my
past mistakes
as it pleases.
With dexterousness,
thus pointing a
way towards a
new lifestyle,
with emotional warmth.
Like a beautiful
flower blossoming,
love sprouts again
in my heart.
But the cloud
of darkness
of the emotional
wound from the
past hurts that
still hovers is
healed but not forgotten.
Love is born again
in my heart
and the light
of love with
its exuberant life
has returned to
finally dwell in
its abandoned castle.
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It is not
every word uttered
neither is it everyone
that I want
to answer verbally.
Most times words
are unnecessary.
The times for words
are ending and
my silence will
speak now.
Sometimes my silence
speaks louder with
a deafening tone.
As my heart
always speaks in
silence to those
who want to hear
my vocal thoughts,
the voice becomes mute
but my mind
shouts out my thoughts
while my tongue
is ******* to my palate.
You can still
hear my voice
if you really listen.
As my silence
impressively imprint
it's signature to
your psyche.
Your being will
always know my intent.
You may not
be so sure
but your inside knows
what is in
the mind of the spirit.
But i speak
as only my
silence invoked.
Be still if
you want to
hear it.
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Would you
believe me
if i
tell you
a secret
about your
stubbornness and
manner of life.
The way
you craftily
arrange yourself
to falsely
confuse the
naive unsuspecting
gullible individuals
about your
fake lifestyle,
ill gotten
wealth and status.
This only
happens when
the foxes
are guarding
the henhouses.
Because a
shift left
is occurring.
Can someone
tell me
why the
moon is
not rotating
while revolving
around the sun.
You know not,
do you.
The moon
does rotate
on its
axis while
revolving around
the Earth.
The moon's
rotation rate
matches it's
revolution rate,
resulting in
the same
side of
the moon
always facing
earth causing
illusion of
magic as
you watch it.
The same
thing happens
when the
deluded mind
play pranks
with their
deceptive ways
to decidedly
seriously deceive
the innocent.
They believe you
because they
know not.
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Nothing ever happens
or works out
or ends without
striving to struggle
making it thrive.
The entire universe
follows a proper
process to arrange
everything and
make all things
right for the
cosmic law fulfills.
The earth has
been given
us to excel
in a unique way,
filled with love
and blessings enough
for everyone by
grace to sustain us.
Negative manipulation
of it brings
disaster to our
doorstep.
Our footsteps are
so directed diligently
towards goodness
to avoid calamity.
How then can
we not make
meaning out of
the promised path.
Inconsequential and
irrelevant are your
notions when it
does not necessarily
take you to
the miraculous.
Can we necessarily
know exactly when
to do the
right thing.
You will know,
of course.
Just a thought.
War doesn't determine
who is right.
Only who is left.
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The innocent have
no need for
repentance.
All the good
things must end,
but how about
the bad things,
will they continue.
Have you ever
thought about that.
Both stops after
they end dancing
with you.
They are inseparable,
and like the
two sides of
the moon,
have the dark
and the bright side.
Both are twin flames,
burning and consuming,
at the same time
changing and mending
all things good
and bad.
Interwoven in synergy,
to give it balance.
Life and death
are the same
of the opposites,
complimenting
each other in
their justified actions.
You made my
heart smiled again
for i have
experienced both.
Perfection and
excellence are in
their dual nature.
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The gods are wise.
Just saw the
drunken wretched
old man became
a millionaire overnight
as he picked up
from the floor
an old crumbled
piece of paper
of a lottery ticket
that changed
his life.
Did you just
see the way
the mountain
moved for him.
And yonder,
she preaches
about love.
Her heart got
hurt and broken.
She became
pregnant for the
one already taken,
the one she
can't be with.
You know already
that anyone who
desires the rose
must first deal
with the thorns.
The ability to read
and understand the
weather does not
exactly exclusively
exclude you from
rainfall.
In one way
or another everyone
must experience
the loss of
a loved one.
No one can
surely survive
a day or two
without water.
Ask those who
live in the
desert how terrible
the heat of
the sun can
be without a
shed or water.
Anyone who
refuses to listen
to the warning
of impending danger
must suffer the
consequences of
disobedience.
That is the
price he pays
for stubbornness.
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You know the
answer already.
You are not the
big fish in
a pond and
neither a princess
in a hut.
A princess have
dignity and decorum,
not a prisoner
of love in a palace
or some sort of
lowly maid in
a street corner
of a lonely
abandoned hut,
entreating for love.
And not the
one who enjoys
being abused
to prove that
she is in love.
A man who
****** you and
mess with your
sense of self
is not worthy
of you.
You are a
precious jewel and
a special gem.
Worthy of everything
graceful and beautiful,
valued and treasured.
Come home now
estrange daughter
of the house
and adorn the castle
as a princess.
Your prince will
come for you,
a true prince,
that is worthy of you.
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Moved the heart into bliss
Profound Peace it brought me
Grateful with joyful tenderness
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The lonely moon
is half dark
and half bright.
But you are
beautiful the
way you are.
Like the moon,
you are also
half dark and
half bright.
Filled with the
light and brightness
of the sun,
you glow with
the majestic glory
of a crowned one.
The subtle light
of the new
and full moon
illuminates your life.
You are full
of wisdom and
kindness of a
noble heart.
You sit on
the throne,
but yet you
feel the sadness
and the pain of
a burdened one.
The wind blows,
the rain gathered,
and even the
storm abates but
the sun dried up
the wet ground.
The night has
fallen in daylight,
the leaves smiled,
the thunder clapped
and the heart
is sore afraid.
Even the trees
want to stand still
but the wind
will not let it.
And again the
dream never ends
and don't even exist.
So you think,
but look deeper
again beyond the
realm of this sphere.
Truly i know
nothing of your heart
but let me in,
so I will know.
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There is only
one thing that
my heart ever
wanted and desired.
Something very special
and simply so sweet
that it craves for.
The only thing i
could give myself to,
something that i
ever yearn for.
And this is it,
that I'll never
be consumed by
the love of
someone who yearn
to occupy and
possess my heart,
the giver of love,
a lover of my heart
more than by
the love of the self,
that emanates
from my soul.
Self love is beautiful,
it's definitely the
true beginning of love.
To cherish yourself
opens up the door
to the inner temple.
It takes you
to the sacred corner
of your sanctuary
within your heart
where the candle light
of divine love is lit.
From here,
the showers of rain,
falls softly to wet
the rose of your
inner garden to quietly
unfold tenderly
to bring bliss
and loveliness to
your beautiful soul.
It causes the dews
of love to descend
upon your heart.
And even ignite
the moonlight of love
to shine on your path,
engage and magnetise
your whole being to
be in sync with love.
And boom!,
the true beauty
of love blooms.
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What will you do
when strength
becomes weakness.
Excellence comes
from doing what
you do best,
but you need
to make sure
you're doing it
at the right times.
The voice of the
one whispering within
are sure to
gently pull you in
with his incredible
tremendous warm
and soothing delivery.
It has a
great impact to
effect your life.
There is heaven
in love if
you believe.
But do you believe.
Be in love
with the fantastic
and the divine
to experience it.
Don't be confused.
What should you
do when you lost.
Still love anyway.
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I can feel
the pain and
vibes of our
people and nation.
I see their
suffering and
humiliation.
I can sense
their anger.
I know their
helplessness.
I also have
a taste of
the sour soup
as my dinner.
I know what
it feels like
to be rich
yet so poor.
To be thirsty
in the midst
of so much water.
What can i
say about the
people who were
massacred in numbers
at their own
backyard because of
their own garden.
I'm speechless to
describe the
hopelessness felt
at the sights
of those horrendous
moments that i
can't help myself
but weep.
It is that bad,
because the problem
of that problem
is the problem.
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Beyond this
gate of death
is another life
quite unknown.
Beyond everything
that we do
or acquired,
there is no
longer true heartfelt
desired satisfaction
when the goal
is reached.
Out of all
our painful struggles
disturbing thoughts and
concerns with
sleepless nights,
nothing is really
gained but memories
that will soon
disappear and
remembered no more.
Is it really
truly worth it,
the many greedy
things that made
you think that
your brothers and
relatives and friends
were your enemies
because you wanted
what doesn't
belong to you,
something you will
probably never see
again and will finally
leave behind and
sold out by
the ones you
tried to please.
All my ancestors
prowess and victories,
and lands left
behind are sold out
and no longer valid
and valued.
Should I really
continue in my
struggles to amass
the things that
will someday in
the near future
be discarded.
What now are
the essence of
all these struggles
that has induced
health challenges.
Is it not
better and beneficial
to invest more
within my spirit
where the true
treasures are built.
All what I've
acquired has turned
around against me,
to destroyed me
without having the
chance to enjoy it.
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Man is like
a pebble flowing
on the sea.
Without knowing
whither it goes,
but though not lost.
Like a pinch
of salt in
an ocean that
satisfied not
the water.
Like a long
breathe of air
that can't stay
or contained
in the lungs
for long
but easily dissipates.
Life is
like a dream,
and like a
beautiful song that
suddenly ends.
Again how can
anyone know destiny,
who can stop
the sea change.
No one can
surely go back
to yesterday.
Don't know if
I'm sleeping
or awake.
I still don't
know if the
life I'm living
while awake and
the one i
live while asleep,
which one is real.
Because most
of the things
I've seen and
encountered
while awake is
like nightmares.
Horrendous experiences
occur while awake.
Maybe life is
much better when
you sleep.
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Everything melts as
my heart speaks,
of love and
compassion.
Not of sadness
and pain but
of relief from
burden of pesky
unfortunate and
unsolicited approach
to close an
unclassified heart.
Secrets hidden within
are all out
in the open.
Even if a
piece of boundless
classified
heart is huge,
i can find you.
Because you are
my life.
Lost in the
paradise of love within.
Deserts are nothing
compared to
the huge expanse
of what is
inside the heart.
The heart never
yields to the
lukewarmness of
a dull soul,
for the fire
of the spirit
burns up everything
that sinks the heart
into the mud.
But as slippery
and fickle as
the heart is,
it must also
be consistent and
constant in this matter,
or everything will
crash by itself.
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The warrior in
me arise to
fight back
as he confronts
the troubling monsters
within the gate.
For the very
first time
he will not
sheath his sword.
He knows that
God will forgive
but he won't.
The demons within
are not
worth forgiven.
The warrior is
ready to fight
his battle against
whatsoever stands
on his way
to the kingdom.
He must conquer
all to gain
entrance into the
inner corridor of
the spiritual bliss.
Since a son
decided to have
a son before
his father,
the warrior will
show him that
it is not
possible ever,
because the river
does not and
cannot flow backward.
With the sword
of the spirit drawn,
and the help
of the Almighty,
the warrior wins
his battles of self.
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Now that we stood
at the vortex
of the oblivion,
shall we reconsider
between life and death.
Are we going
to continue with
all this barrage
in the after life.
When we wake up
in the morning sun
of our night,
will there still
be peace or
will doom cover
the whole sky
with children tears.
Or are we
stuck in this
forsaken place
without a helper.
Hiding now  
in the mountains
and caves.
The vortex of
the oblivious beyond
calling out from
between the depths
of the mountains
and the seas,
while the sky,
the moon and
the stars watch.
Inbetween all of
your worries,
even the trees yearns
to be still
but the wind
will not let
the leaves to
be quiet.
Can we truly
keep out the
heat wave plunging
into the soul.
Scary as it
may seem,
entrance to
the great portal
to the vortex
is now open.
And Man will make
himself extinct by
the hands of men.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Casualty of love
is a terrible
and unbearably
unfortunate thing.
A circumstance
that can happen
to naive
unsuspecting ones.
A situation that
can be avoided.
A vibrant hot
stone that can
be hurled at
a distance.
Like a javelin
thrown in a battle,
so can it
pierce the heart.
It's brokenness can
break the spirit
and cast a
spell to jinx
your love life.
Heart attack
of the coward
to wound a
heart in love.
To ****** and
abuse the one
whose sole intent
is to make
you happy is
the way of
a sadistic ****.
To hurt the
heart where the
spirit dwells is to
offend the gods.
The cupids will
haunt you down
with hot oil
poured over their
arrows tip dipped
in fire to
pierce your body.
All disappointments
in love hurts
so bad you
can actually feel
the physical pain.
The promise
and fail,
the artful deceptions
of a crafty
cunning lips
whose mouth is
full of lies.
But all of
these ***** and
is disgusting.
It surely has
consequences too,
that can definitely
not be forgotten.
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The darkness hovers,
over the sky
in control of
the night.
So dense you
can sense the
footsteps of the
unseen and strange
creatures moving
in the dark.
Like a token
of afflictions,
the effigies of
the gargoyle nearby
moved as if
it's alive
to strike the
evil ones.
No one that
is horribly evil
must escape from
this prison of
the dark world.
Only the innocent,
rising from obscurity
to eminence,
escaping honorably
and acquitted of
a crime accused of.
Triumphant over
the odds.
Climbing a high
pair of stairs
with sane passion.
The dense darkness
makes the moon
and the stars
to shine brightly,
revealing the silhouette
of the nature beings,
the spirits at
work in the
garden nearby.
Nature with its magic,
so beautiful,
full of life
and excitement exhibits
their grandest grandeur.
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A solemn peep
into the crack
beyond this realm
is not that
complex but it
ushers the best
into your
consciousness.
Trust the beauty
within
your own Universe,
not everyone
has the same
magical tapestry
of stars,
mystically aligned
to keep you company.
Athena is patiently
waiting for you
to pay attention
so you can
learn your new lesson.
Thoughts are electric,
feelings are magnetic.
Together they create
electromagnetic field
that attracts all
things to you.
Detach yourself
from frivolities
so your ego
will not stand
in your way
to cause your
weakness and
unhappiness.
Inner strength is
given to only
those whose sole
desire is to
conquer themselves.
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By faith all bowed down
to worship as they believe.
Fate drawing them along
their different paths
in pursuit of the divine.
Each in different form
praying to that same God
as they deem fit.
Some faced the wall
maybe to shut out the light
in their darkness.
Others faced the ground,
maybe they are looking for
the light in their darkness.
Some others faced up,
maybe they are drawn to
the light in their darkness.
Each according to the
knowledge of the truth revealed
with that which they know,
bow to the God they believe.
Others close their eyes,
as if blind to check if there's
any light within their darkness.
Still some others shout out,
to invoked some imagined entity
from the oblivion of their dark
emptiness to find the unseen
and unknown God.  
Others still now bow to the carved
wood they made for themselves,
with other sculptures of silver and
gold and some other things they
imagined in their ignorant mind
and in waste they worship them.
Many bow and worship frivolous
man-made mundane things with
monetary values.
In truth the greater light is within
the depths of the castle of our spirit
hidden away from the prowling eyes
of mankind.
We all seemed lost in our search of
the true God of our hearts that's within
reach infused in us and pulsating with
love and power,
calling all with a subtle voice to yield.
His love is shed in our hearts where
he dwells and lives in Majesty.
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There is definitely
different shades
of green.
Beautiful and
colorful.
It reminds one
of healing.
The green in
the summer.
The lush green
vegetation,
let us see
the strong life.
Like the mingle
and merging
of the chameleon
on a greenish
vegetation.
It's colour change
made it disappear.
The dodging is
so magical,
wonderful and
amazingly thrilling.
Nothing like it
is ever seen.
Nature at its finest.
So captivating and
breathtaking.
How did that
happen,
i really can't tell.
Wishing i can
disappear like that
for a moment
into the oblivion,
just to know
what lies beyond
the other sphere.
The realm of
the unknown will
then become known.
That which is
not revealed yet
will then be
made manifest.
Some day the
night will suddenly
turn into day
and all those
creepy night crawlers
will be seen.
Remember nothing
soever is hidden,
absolutely nothing.
All will come
to light in due time.
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Love me as if it's
all that matters.
Talk to me as if it's
your last word.
Embrace and Hold me in
your Heart as if you are home.
Is not this all there is to live for?
Hold on to this matter
with all you've got,
For this is all you'll find,
All others will fly away.
You are the one
that I seek in this universe,
To know you as you are,
Is the reason for this union.
Everyone completes everyone.
Each with our unique mark,
with fully integrated expression.
We are here to learn how to love
each other,
live with each other,
help each other grow into
a more matured individual.
Love it is we need,
Love fulfils the law,
it makes everything right.
It has no enemy.
Go for love!!!
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