You see all these people
creating a hullabaloo to
discredit others will end up
in a deep trouble.
You can always see how dark
and degrading their lives are
by looking at the things they do.
They have followed the path
of their destiny.
There will not be any help
to rescue them.
The atrocities of their crimes
are so heavy that even the
holocaust and hades will
be too light to compare to
what will happen to them.
To destabilize a united people
through ethnic conflicts and
inciting the young and the youths
to be violent is not so good.
They called it ethnic cleansing.
Erasing of what the Almighty
in his infinite mercy puts in place
has a grave consequences.
Man in his thinking thought he is
so ready to confront the rebound
of his follies and ignorance.
Their actions will eventually
touch everything and everyone.
There's no escape for the evil one,
retribution awaits such a one
for their actions attracts the reaction
and consequences of their deeds.
They must be careful of what
they seek or they will find hell.
Tolerance must come into play
for peace to be achieved.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Sometimes i feel
like I don't
know anything
about anything
of anything.
My mind becomes
blank and then
someone comes in
with reassuring and
soothing word
to ignite and
rekindle my soul
again with power,
of just words,
like they said,
iron sharpens iron.
In it is just
a word that
touch my core.
It's incredibly intimate,
I felt safe,
treasured and cared for.
It's like an
unexpected gift
i really wanted
and I feel
thrilled to get it.
Now I'm talking tough
with knee-**** reaction,
the very soundbyte
that is sweet
in the public ears.
It's a true
treasure with a
strength of purpose.
I returned with
grace and so
much love to share.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

This is for you who profoundly
and magically knows my heart,
To you who wants to possess it,
it's for you who cares,
whose love envelopes
it with tenderness,
ironing and straightening
out the wrinkles
made in there by hurts,
and by the complexities of life.
Step in my Beloved,
possess it,
feed my heart with your love,
as if it's a new born baby,
nurture it back to life.
Sing to me a new song,
a song to soothe my soul.
Only you is what my heart needs
In other to heal.
I am ready and willing.
Let's do it together.
Life,this life is fast slipping away.
Let's make this moment our best.
© 2017, Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved.

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.

I went through all that pain,
walked through the darkness,
with the thunderstorm raging,
and the volcanic larvae as the
only light igniting the path,
how dangerous was that night.
Man has come face to face
with the elements.
Only the power of the invisible can
definitely come to the rescue.
Nature in display of it's wrath.
Standing at the valley of the
mountain alone with nature,
and my instinct as my guide.
Didn't know how to bear it
or how to go about it,
for my strength has gone,
only my frail and fragile body
with sunken painful eyes
with no food or anything in sight to eat.
Hungry,with death in sight,
I summoned the whole Cosmic forces
to come to my aid,
and to my amazement they did,
with alliance to an invisible power
that lifted me up over the mountain,
for i was caught up with the wind
over across the other side.
But the sun came in the morning.
The thunder ceased,
the storm abated,
even the tumultuous unbearable
and frightening tides stopped.
The sea became calm.
I couldn't even remember how
it all happened,
only fragments,
for the power beyond me took over.
Joy truly returned in the morning.
There I became the son of the sun.
God and man blended into one,
infused by the breathe of the divine.
I became higher than the ordinary
and ever blessed beyond measure.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Poetry is intricately profound, it is a mastery of life where the consciousness of the mind of man through the heart felt expression exposes the intriguing intent on all aspects of life.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

The things i
do for you
i did for love.
Love is only
blind for the
one who did
not see your
inner radiance.
They didn't see
your worth because
of how dark
their hearts are.
They are truly
blind for real,
even though
you sparkle and
glitter like the
stars in the sky.
No darkness can
hide your irradiance,
for you shine
so bright like
that of the
solar radiancy.
The purity and
beauty of your
heart is so glaring
and comforting.
First time i
felt loved was
because of
your presence.
I wish i
was blind
for just a
moment so
I'll never see
rottenness but
your radiant beauty.
I will surprise
myself for the
things I'll do
just for love.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

At this Moment Here and Now,
There Is No Space,There Is No Time.
Everything Is Just Is,The I In Me Is Lost And I Am.
© 2017, Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved.

It came like
a flash of
lightening,
as if the
whole world just
crashed over me,
like crushed eggs.
My heart melted
and i became
weak at the knees.
I was humbled
by that moment.
My heart was
lonely and i
needed solace and
a warm hug
to be comforted.
I needed someone
just to tell me
that it's going
to be okay.
The thoughts of
emptiness and
being alone overwhelmed
me as i looked
at the vast emptiness
without her presence
in my life
not minding
it was time
for her to go.
I was so
overpowered by the
sense of loss
that i couldn't even
remember to have
a meal or clean up
and groom myself.
I felt like
the walking dead,
numbed to my bones.
Today as i
looked back to
reflect on all
that occurred since
her demise.
My heart is
grateful for everything.
And i asked
the Almighty to
bless and keep her.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

I know your pain,
I understand your
fear and frustration.
Your feelings
resonates with me.
I see your
struggles and confusion.
You are so
scared that you
abandoned and
abdicated your throne.
How are the
mighty fallen.
Be rest assured
that what you
feared most will
never happened.
It seems like
the world is
cruel to you.
Never mind son
of man,
you are not
alone or
defeated still.
Don't you know
child of God
that you are
more than a
conquerer and
superior to any
crafty secret
manipulation of the
darkest forces
that confronts you.
You have dominion
and victory over
principalities
and powers.
A way of escape
has been given,
made for you.
Arise now today
son of man,
the set time
to free yourself
from the chains
of evil influences
has definitely come.
The one who
leads you through
the dark wilderness
beckons.
Shine powerfully
henceforth and
let no man
stop you.
Be courageous and
fear not that
creepy slimy worm
infesting your life.
Every hidden stomp
must be uprooted.
The cry of
your brokenness
touches the heart
of God who
stands amidst the
calamities of multiple
ugly situations to
quench the storms
corroding your life.
Rejoice now,
son of the
most high
for good things
are spoken of you.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

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.

Within the framework
of my writing,
Inside my poetry,
words came out,
painting the parchment
with influx of indelible
words of living,
my heart speaks,
my fear speaks,
emotions speak,
and my soul speaks that which
the spirit utters,
my struggles are seen
through the window of the mind
that my heart opened.
My consciousness translates
the sacred words which
the God of my heart revealed.
The hand arranged into words
those things that are seen by the eyes.
Formed into words are impressions
the ears constantly gathers.
Words are powerful,
they are divinely coded symbols.
Mysteries are hidden in words
that are formed in the mind
and uttered by the mouth.
Words carries within it the seed
of the moment to sprout tomorrow.
There are treasury of thoughts within man.
Take heed of the words that comes out
of you for the tongue is a weapon that
can pierce the heart.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

In the macrocosm
and microcosmic world,
There are diversities;
changing and balancing everything,
Above and below,
visible and invisible,
animate and inanimate things.
Beneath the differences of different
diversities are always
oneness of nature,
With the breath within the breath,
that balances and centres them.
So it is with human-
When you find that
balance that centres you,
There is always love,
peace,serenity,Joy and harmony.
Thrive always to find that balance.
That is the secret of inner beauty.
© 2017, Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved

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.

Do you know how to dodge bullets?
I guess not.
If you can't dodge the bullets,
how do you expect to dodge
the utterances of a bad mouth.
The words that comes out of
the mouth when angry is like
the bullets of an assassins rifle
or a good marksman and
that of an angry shooter.
You can't hide from it,
neither can you dodge it,
for it comes with fury
to meet its target.
The tongue has a long range
of which can be shot or
uttered from a distance
and a close range which
can also be catastrophic.
Both has a devastating effect.
Gossip or name dropping
when it spreads can destroy someone.
The one who is angry unleash words
that can hurt the assumed enemy,
so deadly and fatal is it that he may
almost never recover from the fiery darts  
thrown from the utterance.
It has the power of mass destruction
and carries within it the seed of malice,
when sown can break up homes,
families and even nations.
Like the snake that can bruised the heels,
it tears apart friendship and lovers alike.
Like the bullets released from the gun
of an angry shooter it creates doubts and misunderstanding among men.
Have you ever shoot a man in anger
from outside into a dark room,
no direct light merely a glow from outside,have you?
I guess, not.
You shot him out of nervousness,
and it clips his shoulder,
he panics and cries out in pain
and you think you have wounded him.
But when he finds out you are still alive,
he won't be pleased.
Handle yourself with dignity and respect.
Don't do or say anything that will wound or mess with another's sense of self.
Tame your tongue with the power of your spirit.
Be mindful of your utterances.
Your tongue is like bullets of an angry shooter and can fatally hurt the soul.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

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.

Hot love is
like the African
catfish pepper soup
served hot.
With sweaty face,
nose dripping
and mouth gulping
noisily as you
savour with concentration
on the aromatic
delicious saucy savoury
watery dish.
So is the
display of love
between the two
lovers dealing with
themselves doing
the ultimate unspeakable
unimaginable things
which the mouth
cannot express
or utter.
You won't believe
you did that
after it's done,
only the memories
haunting you in
your aloneness
and silence.
Stealing smiles
as you glance
at each other
with eyes locked
in knowingness
with a secret
nod unseen.
The heart desires
joyfully and secretly
for more intimacy
with a loved one
like this one
again and again
doing the you
know what.
I'm not a
psychic or a clairvoyant,
but I can
see that smile
on your face.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

I don't know about you,
but the architect and designer,
the molder of my earthly tabernacle,
he that vitalise and quickens me,
the God of my heart,
the breathe within my breathe,
dwells and lives inside of me.
He made his abode
and resident in me.
There he reaches out to you through
my tabernacle as his oracle.
My soul magnifies him.
Where is your God residing?
Is he in your heart or
in your church building?
Does he live in the cathedral
of your soul or just walking around
in the garden outside?
Do you manifest him or manipulate him?
How has your life show his existence
and supremacy?
Do you look for him in the mundane things outside the glorious treasures hidden within the heart?
He is not in the material objects
or is he in the midst of all that is acquired.
Search within the hidden mansions
of your heart.
Listen to that inner still small voice within.
Remember there is always light at both ends of the tunnel.
Don't forget to get him involved at your cross roads.
He is an ever present help.
Seek for him as he is also seeking for you.
Oh I know,
you don't believe in the God
of the heaven and of the earth.
If you don't believe in him,
the God of all creation,
then where do you belong?
He who makes the whole earth
and the galaxy with the world to come,
to be and to pass away will restore you back,
if only you could just believe.
His mysteries will be revealed to you
and the miraculous will find you.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

A glimpse into
a lost soul
is unimaginably
a painful one
like a sore thumb.
Lost in a
twilight of an
oblivious zone
is this child
of love who
has lost the
will to live
and the way
back home.
Living in a
dual complex world.
Lost within a
self built wall
as if in a
self made iron
clad fence.
A prisoner in
shock and shambles,
living in *******.  
Gazing into the
air with a
glossy eye.
No one knows
what he's trying
to say or do
but in his
silence the eyes
speaks volumes.
How can he
be reached within
his solitude of
frightening calmness.
Even when you try,
as all you
get is silence.
His owl cry
cut through the
silence of his
wilderness as if
disturbed by
unsolicited intrusion.
While all he
needed is tender
loving care.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

It was just
cuteness overload,
as this
evening sunset
ushers in
the twilight
with effortless efforts
so beautifully.
It's effects
touched the
heart magnificently.
The freshness
of this mystical
beautiful evening,
enchanting and
magnificently blissful,
prepares the moment
for tomorrow.
As we individually
speak forth
with faith
into the deep,
so shall it
bring forth
fruits sowed
according to
our intense
deep desire.
What you sowed,
is what you get.
You must
rewrite your night,
to manifest
your day star.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Just sit in the morning sun,
It will invigorate you.
Watch the twilight,
It will draw you closer
toward the infinite.
The moon and stars at night,
Will let you sense
the wonders of God.
The beautiful music of the sea,
Will make you feel good,
rejuvenate,heal and ease
the pain of sorrow
and suffering.
Human laughter will make
you feel love for all.
Birds in flight will
make you know
and appreciate freedom,
And listening to the wind,
Will take you into
the heart of God,
Where you will experience
more light,life and love.
© 2017, Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved.

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.

Henceforth may you
find favor with men
and the gods.
May the road
before you open
to fulfill your secret
desired dream and destiny.
May your destination
hasten towards you.
May the valley
lift its head
to become a pass
over a difficult
path for you.
Even the mountains
will level up
so it becomes
easier to cross.
The desert will
become habitable and
supply your needs.
The heavens will
open the door
to the
source of bounty.
Even the earth
shall ***** out all
confisticated possessions
belonging to you.
The wind shall
blow away hardships
and clear the
way for you.
The rainfall shall
indeed wash away
all filthiness and
restore your former
glory.
You shall never
be thirsty or
hungry ever again.
Laughter shall fill
your mouth and
you will sing
a new song.
There is such
a beautiful place
between the mountains
and the rivers
that is suitable
for all the lovers.
May it bring
solace and comfort you.
May its fruits
nurture you and
heal you.
Your household
shall be the
abode of the
Angels.
All beings shall
bear witness that
you are indeed the  
beloved of God.
Shalom.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

This special
night that comes
once in a while
with the stars
shinning and twinkling,
heralding a beautiful
alluring full moon,
the largest of
its kind,
illuminating the
darkness as if
to make it
momentarily
run away.
Something is so
special about tonight.
This moon
large and full,
so bright and so
near the earth
as if you
could touch it.
It is magical
and so beautiful.
Intense and powerful,
alludes to giving
up anything that
no longer serve
us anymore.
Bringing in the new
and discarding the old.
A new dawn of
a new beginning
just emerged
like a covering.
The lovers night,
where two hearts
merged and reunite.
Heaven and earth
touched and blended
subtly by the
powers of the
universe.
This magical
new moon affects
everything within
and beyond our
sphere and adorned
our space with
a new life.
Offering new tidings
for new things
to occur.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

I know that judgement is near,
for the frightening catastrophic
occurrences of brutality in
countries around the world
towards their fellow man,
especially in communities nearby
is heartbreaking and
freezes the heart of anyone
witnessing the outflow of wickedness
of man displaying their cruelty,
arrogantly showing their
foolhardiness with reckless abandon
and refusing to be mindful of their actions
or do anything to ameliorate their acts.
Show of force from our supposed
protectors against the ones they were
suppose to defend and protect is baffling.
Harassment of their citizens
is the order of the day.
No day passes by without a form of intimidating gruesome display of force.
The innocent ones were made to suffer.
No protection of any kind for the young
and fragile ones.
The weak and afflicted ones were
abandoned to die.
It seems there's war going on when
actually there's none.
How can we bridge this gap between
the elite and the poor?
This gully is too deep for our people to cross.
It looks like the gazelles and the bison crossing the Serengeti river,
while the lions are having their fill,
the crocodile are having the best time
of their lives.
There must be something to be done to heal our land.
Or is this a punishment from the gods?
If they truly exist then they must do something to come to our aid
and heal our people and their lands
so that peace will once again return
and the generation to come will know
that there is God.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

I experienced the pain you
caused the last time you
forced yourself into my life,
I'm still recovering
from that nightmare,
I see the scars
of the old wounds
and I still feel the pain
you left in my heart
and now you want to take
away that balm of Gilead
meant for my healing,
this time I won't let you.
I vehemently oppose you.
May the Lord rebuke you.
I come against you
by the Word of God.
I called the heavens to
bare witness against you.
I am the righteousness
of God in Christ Jesus.
You have no power over me.
I am more than a conqueror.
Born of the seed of
the Royal Priesthood
and of the linage of
the triumphant one.
Given to live a glorious life.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Love beauty and
an eternal sun shines
your way beautiful soul.
Within you Yehoshua is
all eternity made manifest.
Every word spoken by
you finds deep resonance
in my soul.
You are beautiful to the core.
You radiate like the morning sun,
for the glory of God is all over you.
The happiest thing in
the world is to be where you are.
With your presence I am alright.
Your unction in my life
is amazing and beautiful.
As true as the sunshine,
the heaven favors you.
All the Angels worship you,
even the stars of the firmament,
the trees of the forest joined to
sing of your glory Yehoshua.
Heaven and earth tremble
to your voice.
Nothing can stand to challenge
you for you are a man of war.
Absolutely nothing is impossible
for you.
You change the hidden course
of fate and set the captives free.
You show yourself in the things
not understood by mere men.
You do mighty things
and set every complex
and complicated things straight.
Even the wise are confused at your simplicity.
With grateful heart we celebrate you.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved

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.

Look in the mirror I think
There's something on your teeth
You see how easy it is to smile

©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

The life of power is so
funny that man becomes so
engrossed with such impunity
to pursue a purposeless life
full of vanity and violence
to keep their sinking ship afloat
to sail in their stormy waters
full of monsters.
Wake up now and save yourselves
from this tsunami that's going to
wipe you away from that delirious
dream of yours.
As oppressors are so blinded by greed,
even so are the ones seeking power.
Intimidation becomes their best
weapon to oppress the weak.
Their eyes blinded to the
tears of the hungry,
ears closed to the cries of the afflicted,
no mercy for the sick ones,
their hearts hardened for there's
no pity in them.
They abhorred to be corrected,
advice given are not taken
for they cannot be counselled.
Corrupted by greed,
they dip their hands deep into
the public funds kept in their custody.
The funds meant for National use
disappeared on their watch.
Yet they claimed to be innocent
of their heinous crimes,
pretending to be honest they
rob the state treasury.
Looters are they amongst themselves,
a disgrace to the service entrusted to them,
exposing their ignorance to the gullible.
Shame on you.
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Be careful of what
you enjoy,
also be careful of that
which you seek,
or you may find hell,
because sometimes
the good kills.

In some things
that are good,
there is some
sort of evil.
In some things
that are evil,
there are some
sort of goodness.

Good and evil
working side
by side and in
synergy bring
to us a desired end
and to a place of
destiny to manifest
as either good or bad.

Sometimes you just
have to be brave and
take the risk to cross
the rubicon bridge.
You can't be brave if
you don't have courage.
And so it is in all things
and in everything that we do.
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No one understands
how much all
of these feelings
ravaging my life
make me feel.
I can't explain it
or how much pain,
loneliness and confusion
it caused made
me feel at times.
It made me mute.
I can't tell it,
even if I could.
It seems to paralyze me,
made me weary.
My mouth cannot tell it,
for my heart hurts.
It can't be explained,
I would if I could.
I can only keep quiet,
hoping it will pass away.
I am amazed and perplexed
at the impact of that force
on my own spirit.
In my imperfections,
truth manifested.
In weakness,
his strength,
again,
made perfect.
Within my silence,
I found wisdom.
In my *******,
i discovered freedom.
It is a lesson learned in life.
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I looked beyond your
eyes to see you,
the real you hidden
behind that face,
for your eyes are
the windows of your essence,
doors to your soul,
showing the brightness within
or the darkness of your heart.
I can see your hurts,
feel your pain
and darkness within.
I know from the lines on your face,
the rigours life has left there.
I listen to what you are saying,
but I listened more to
what you are not saying.
I watched you smile
and I see the pain you are hiding,
and the height of your joy.
How can I make you feel better,
to remove that mask you put on.
Is it not by sharing generously
that which my heart with love can give.
I would like to bring the balm of Gilead
to heal this brokenness within you.
You need the touch of heaven
to surround you.
So much love is available always
to sustain you.
Hold on to this with your heart,
for the beauty of heaven within
must shine forth to comfort you.
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With the arrows
of betrayal
piercing my back,
i still care about you.
With my brokenness,
my heart still
desires your presence.
With the stomachaches
and intense body pains,
i struggled and
wriggled through
the mountains and
across the sea
to get to you.
With what seems
like an impossible fit,
i surmounted the
challenges with
painstaking effort
and harrowing fatigue
just to bring relief
to ease your pain.
Love is the
strength that pushed
and propelled me.
Without it,
my frail and
tired body will
collapsed.
Love is the
unexpected east wind
that blows through
the cracks from
the unknown of
your darkness to
bring you into
the glorious place of rest,
to make even
your enemies be
at peace with you.
It is the
reason of your rising.
It unlocks and
unleashes favour to
override stagnation.
Unblocks unnecessary
circumstances to
give way and
strike out
your brokenness.
It draws the
attention of  
destiny helpers and
divine enablement to
bear on your situation
and circumstances.
It brings fruition
to your struggles
to establish your endeavors.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Out of habit
she stirred the
hornets nest and
as a habitual offender
he keeps throwing
pebbles into the
still waters of
the quiet pool
causing it to
twirl and turn
unnecessarily.
The ripple spreads
encouraging strives
and struggles,
with tumultuous little
waves causing
commotions and
disharmony.
Even the mind
cannot be stilled
or know peace
amidst constant
irritable pesky little
constant harassment.
Like the acid,
it erodes the
mind of peace
and serenity,
weakened the heart
and eludes and
robs it of harmonium.
As White as jade
as pure as ice,
no one jokes
with his inner peace.
Like the droppings
of a sick animal
infects and cause
dis-ease in the
environment,
even so is
the constant pollution
of the mind
effects the spirit.
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But rejoice,
all you that mourn because,
you are highly favored.
You went through that
unnecessary harrowing experience
unwittingly just to have a prove that
you are a peculiar person.
Every gold must be tested by fire.
That seeming wickedness happened,
just to move you to the place of destiny
God has intended and prepared for you.
Look around you and see the hand of God.
Why do you think you survived that fire,
that accident that took many lives,
the massacre by the insurgents,
why did they took you captive
and later set you free,
shot and wounded but left you to die,
but you survived.
Why do you think you are still surviving amidst droughts and famine,
having more than enough when there
is not enough to go round.
Didn't you see the handwork of the Almighty scattered lavishly around because of you.
Angels are busy working on your behalf.
Their presence is effectively changing situations for you.
Because of you the others are safe.
Be grateful for what you have received.
You are the chosen.
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I am the hunter,
the alpha lone wolf
roaring on a
full moon night.
Not minding the
stillness and silence
of the huge
forest and
deep danger lurking
in the darkness
but ready to hunt
the nights prey,
sniffed out your
hiding places.
Sounds of warning
i give out
before the chase.
Heed the warning,
run and live
or die in
your stubbornness.
I am the
alpha lone wolf,
captain of the park
of parks.
Not afraid
of the dark
for i blend
well with the
darkness under
the full moon.
Roaring to send
chills to all
who may hear.
My voice heard
from miles away,
drives the enemy
into hiding,
cowering in their
coven in fear
and confusion.
I am still coming,
to get you.
I am the
alpha lone wolf.
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I know how
you deeply feel
about yourself.
Not too sure
of what and
who you really are.
A twist of
the mind is
sometimes so
confusing that
you won't believe
it yourself.
How do you
know that
you are who
you said you were.
Someone else
somewhere else
told someone
who he thinks
you are.
A person is
only a person
because another person
told them they were.
Supposing you are
more than what
they conjured up
that you were.
Have you ever
thought that you
are very deeply
different from anything
that they say
you were.
With an uncanny
feeling gnawing secretly
deep within your
subconscious mind
that you are
something more than
just a human.
Yes you are
right on that one.
You are an alien,
a space and earth man
wrapped up in one.
Yeah I know
what you are thinking.
Argue with yourself
until you leave
the earth suddenly
to your homeland.
See you at
the other side.
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Take a deep
walk into
your feelings to
view the heart.
As if standing
on the shoulders
of a giant,
you can see
the valley of
your darkness and
beams of the
light of your rising.
Like the one
lying down at
the wheat field,
you can hear
the subtle walk
of the gazelles,
as if mimicking
the flutters of the
heart racing with
the pulsating and
rhythmic steady
beats of the
one in love.
Listening to music,
you will hear
the voices of
the beloved telling
the stories
of the heart.
Look beyond the
mountains and across
the sea to
see how aloof
and lonely your heart
feels when isolated
and marginalized.
Hidden within the
crevices of your
beautiful life
is everything you
ever needed to
really live,
if you really care
to find out.
Loving and living
your life fully,
without trying to
impress anyone
is all you ever need.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

What do you do when
you are in love with someone
who is not in love with you.
The heart is tortured and
goes through unspeakable Criss.
It's like one going to the airport
to wait for the ship to berth.
Just like one selling a
precious gem stones and
calling on the poor passersby
to come and buy knowing they
cannot afford it,
saying i have all you want,
come in and have a look.
Walk away from the one who
has no interest in your life
for your heart will be burned
and consumed by its flame.
Are you fulfilled and happy
with someone outside your self.
Is this unattended love wrecking you.
Your life is molded in response to
the call of the divine.
Stop now and listen to your heart.
Is forcing yourself into someone's
life worth it.
Someone who really doesn't care
about you or want to be in your life.
Conflict of interest can ruin the
essence of your heart and mess
with your sense of self.
Recover yourself from this unnecessary
union for the sake of the one who is
waiting to adorn your heart and beautify it.
The cosmic law fulfills all things.
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Absolutely no-thing,
people, places, experiences
is responsible for
my happiness,freedom
and peace within me.
If you need
to swear before
people believe you,
you lack integrity.
and have no dignity.
Salt maintains its
integrity amidst pollution.
Have you seen
where a salt
buyer demands to
taste it before buying,
no,because salt
has proved its
integrity over the time.
You don't need
to shout for
you to be heard.
People keep quiet
to listen to
intelligent people.
You can because
you matter.
It is clear
that the desire
and the ardor
here do not
do nothing.
No one can
tell you what
brings to the energy,
the flamboyance and
the manifestation
of the spirit,  
except the only
one who has
supernaturally received
the gift of
seeing it and of it.
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No city can
ever be new,
as long as
it's populated by
either animals or
persons.
Keep a city old,
with all the
artifacts and relics
of their beliefs,
love a person
so tenderly,
everyone and
everything is old.
As soon as
you get
something new,
no matter how
beautiful and priceless,
treasured and valued,
expensive or cheap
or meet someone,
even a new
born baby,
they all become
as old as
you touch it,
whatever your eyes
see is old.
The heart and
eyes of man
continues to seek
out new things
and people and
places to conquer.
Never satisfied with
its possessions.
Ever seeking and
ever wanting.
There's nothing ever
that is not old,
nothing at all.
But given is
every new day,
that has dawn
and emerged from
the dark to
be your morning.
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Loving and caring,
living in love,
sharing with others
just a little
piece of you
in love.
That's all
there is in
this life.
Giving out
a love so pure
with joyful tenderness.
Everything you
give is yours,
it comes back
again in the
roundabout.
I want to
take off the
stars in the
sky for you,
for the gift
of your heart
means a lot to me.
Nothing ever
is more important
than your
relationship with
the people you
claim to love.
Everything in
life relates to
one another in
a beautiful way.
Even the ugly
side of your
relationship proofs
out our lives
and inability to
relate to each other.
Be a part
in raising the
vibration of love
in the world.
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I've heard the
soft footsteps
of the unknown
person walking around
in the darkness
of the night.
The voice of
a woman murmuring
in the quietness
of the lonely
dark night.
The whimpers of
an ill child
in pain as
if calling out
a mantra to
nature for help.
The groaning of
a wounded sick
old man at
a street corner,
hungry and tired
waiting to get
help or to be
consumed by death.
As nature seeks
earnestly to quit
the work of
the day,
another work
just began.
Makes you really
wonder if nature
ever truly rests.
Clouds keeps ever
turning and changing,
constantly moving nonstop.
The earth continues
subtly to magically
move from light
to dark and from
darkness to light.
The leaves of
grass and the
trees breathing in
and out to
heal and give
us life.
The sea never
stops flowing.
The fish never
ever close their
eyes to slumber
or stop their
movements to rest.
The night becomes
alive in the dark.
It seems the
animals in the
deep forest have
their funfair at
night time.
Only the night
walkers experience
the serenity of
such beauty.
The galaxy opens
up to show
us their
glorious moment.
The hidden treasures
of the earth
awakens to mesmerize
those who ventures
into their abode.
Wonder working powers
position themselves
over all things
to empower them
for greater good
and growth.
The wise men
awakes at such
time to assimilate
the influx of
the energy realised
from the invisible.
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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.

Their secret plan was
airtight and sealed,
waterproofed,
no leakages was found.
In line of duty,
the castle opened,
numbers on the wall,
speaks as a code,
to open separate
different doors hiding
secret files with
the names of men
and women with
influence holding
political powers,
timbre and calibre,
men and women trusted,
but ruining the affairs
of the nation,
causing the problems
and uprisings of the
ethnic groups of
indigenous tribes.
They were blinded
by greed but now
marked to be eliminated.
Their demise became
necessary to redirect
the course of national
fate and security.
There is anarchy in
our nation for the
fear and insecurities
caused by the insurgents
are on the increase.
It's a dangerous affair
for the **** is real.
Arrows flying in
the darkness and
everyone is running
around scared.
Perceived in the air,
the stenched smell
of sweat and blood
mixed with smell of
smoke from incarcerated
bodies and houses.
Unexpected turn around
of events could
bring disaster for you.
A little oath is not
the prove of solidarity.
For the betrayer is
within and hidden
amongst us waiting
to give you away.
Death or to be alive,
which one is
the best survival tactics
at this time of
great distress when
there's no help
or hope to survive.
Escape through death
or death through starvation,
both are imminent when
all around you is death.
Just like the one
in a shipwrecked shark
infested ocean with
no help or hope of survival
but just there waiting
to die or be rescued.
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In the vast
strange funny world,
guess who i
met with.
The stars and
the clouds,
they were
following me
around everywhere
and anywhere,
as if spying
on me and
at the same
time guiding me.
I am the
imperfect stranger
and i just
wondered how
much i'm loved
by this power
stronger than me.
My vulnerability
they sense from afar.
With my follies,
how come
i'm still standing,
without being
struck down by
their wrath.
I must be
important that
they are indeed
mindful of me.
Peeping through
the shadows
of the trees,
they all listen
to the silence
of my thoughts.
Even the tree
i leaned on
whispers into
my ears the
things i should do.
All warning me
that i have go
because of the
dark hours
coming soon.
When the night
creatures come
out to hunt.
Forbid it i
should become food
for the one
stronger than me.
I sauntered away
towards the safety
of my home.
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In this water way,
the running man
encountered the
killing season saga.
A very bad and
disturbing difficult
sequel for him.
The Boss baby
created the space
between us.
There is a
ghost in the
shell inside the
castle on the rock.
This rock is
a hard place
to live or find peace,
it's for better or worse.
Traditional war brings
flashes of pain
from the power
they seek
by all means.
Black lightning
in the sky
signified danger
and is very scary,
they must pull
out of the game now
or face the calamity
with serious
consequences.
The three smart fools
were blinded by
their ignorance with
so much complicated
and dangerous ideas
in their forbidden den
inside the castle.
Web of lies coming
out of their mouths,
engulfed them with
corruption and confusion.
Betrayed by their
follies it became a
burden for them.
But they still defiantly
insist with their
own mistakes
and confusion.
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Endure your struggles
they are your strength,
divinely arranged to show
and teach you how to
reach your blessings.
You must learn how to
get past these life lessons.
To enjoy the value and
beauty of the rose your
hands must be pierced
by its torn.
It is only when hurt by the
torn of the rose that you
know and value the
tenderness of its petal.
To get close to the
honeycomb for the
taste of honey,
you must experience
the pains from the bee sting.
Inner beauty comes only
when the heart is purified
by the harsh realities
experienced from
the goriest encounters of life.
The scar left is
the assured sign and
reminder that you survived.
Purity of purpose is reposed
to make our lives right.
Here you will discover an
uncharted paradise with
a terrifying threat beyond
your imagination.
There is something so
dangerous in true beauty.
It's hidden treasures are only
revealed in the heart.
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He left a greater light on
at day time,
the morning sun.
He left a lesser light on
at night in the dark,
the moon.
He left the greatest light on
at all times,
the embodiment of his essence,
the carrier of divine light within,
the light of the world.
You are the beloved,
the keeper of the flame.
You manifest the beauty of God,
for you are his glory.
Adorned with the fantastic
and amazing grace of heaven,
his love within shine
forth like the stars.
Beautifully woven and configured,
a masterpiece and
wonder of creation.
You are the light of the world,
the sun that brightens the day
and the moon that
manifest itself at night.
The glorious beauty that
shines even in the darkness.
A piece of heaven on earth.
You are the one whose heart is
infused with divine love,
graced and beautified,
adorned and full of divine light,
purified by the greatest good to
show forth his glory on earth.
Yeah, you are the light of the world.
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