The kind of world
we are living in is
really intriguing.
There is so much
to learn within a short
time of our existence.
The term of life is so brief
and it passes so fast before
our eyes and sometimes too
slow that not enough time is
left to do much.
Even a pellet dropped into
a bottle once a year to the
count of hundred to represent
a century of our lives on earth
still cannot fill a bottle,
so is our lives with so little time
to correct and straighten our lives.
Today is the beginning of
another era given to
remedy our lives.
Begin now to reconsider your life
and do away with anything
that can no longer serve you
or useful to you.
This life is fast passing by like the
clouds in the firmament.
Be focused and determined,
concentrate on your goals.
Enjoy the things that you do,
don't complain but be the solution
and the answer to that problem.
Be the best on your chosen field.
Start to do great things with giant strides.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

You are just a little
bit of everything,
the evidence is seen in all
the elements in you.
You are the small world
of the larger world.
In you are the beginning
of a life of power,
full of vigour,
beauty and grace.
This world inside you is
intricate and intriguing.
You manifest the glory
of the highest,
for the beauty of man is
hidden within the spirit.
The breath of life exacts
its force in our lives.
Power of the infinite is at work
and marvelously manifesting
itself with a subtle expression
of the divine light
within our consciousness.
Manifesting the glory of the
highest must be a part of ourselves.
You can only command nature
by obeying her.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

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.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Here am l,
not quite lived,
or really lived my life
at this present moment,
and am here thinking
about death,
instead of living the life given,
I'm waisting my time,
my energy,
my best moments,
thinking of a world
I never know,
or want to be right now
nor to be bothered with,
though I knew of its existence
does not necessarily mean
I want to prepare for it while
living in the present moment.
Though it will come but at its time.
You are not going there
with anything but your experience.
Concentrate on living an
awesome life with
a beautiful ending,
be altruistic in your dealings,
accumulate a great lesson,
live a life of service,
earn yourself a good name,
and exit from here with
dignity,honour and respect.
You are not here to think
about the next life
you have not seen,
but to live well in the now
and enjoy the present moment
which is now entirely yours.
Learn the lessons in each encounter,
accept and forgive whoever
and whatever confronts you,
for in it you will find yourself.
At the end of your existence,
you would have lived a worthy life,
regardless of how early or
late your demise might be.
Whatever may be the case,
live an exemplary life worth
of emulating without
rancour and strive,
but with a quiet spirit full of life,
love and light to share.
However hurt or cheated you may be,
forgive and forget with
Thanksgiving for the sake
of peace within you.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Yesterday I had thought
about tomorrow.
Today I have some big
plans for tomorrow.
Now that it is here,
I'm still not fully
prepared for it,
for this tomorrow can
never be filled.
No one has ever lived
or stepped into tomorrow
or even beyond it,
but we all are carriers of tomorrow's
seed with great potentials.
We can but only envision,
dream of it,
plan and plan
but never really satisfied.
It is funny how people
struggle for it,
instead of just living for today.
Our lives has meaning if we can
but only live for this
moment here and now.
In living for just today
we fully enjoy what it has to offer
just for this moment.
There will be no tomorrow
for anyone who has not sowed
any seed into it today,
for such a one will
only meet a farrow and
barren land with no crops to harvest.
Work diligently with
all your might to make today
the best day ever.
As an important part of your life,
just live for today,
that is why it is here to meet you.
Enjoy it fully for it is yours.
The tomorrow you wait for may never come,
by reason of the long absence,
death could carry us away,
but today is here now at this moment,
welcome it with joy in your heart.
Cultivate in it and sow in it,
and the dividends will satisfy you.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Locked Together
for life is a blessing.
Two hearts meets,
locked up together
forever in bliss,
Interwoven and blended,
woven in beauty.
In synergy embraced,  
locked together in love.
For love calls from the heart
with joyful tenderness,
holds two beautiful souls
to celebrate the
awesomeness of the divine.
Locked up forever by
the sublime force of will.
Two hearts meet in love,
not minding if they will
reach the shore or not.
Bind together to drink the
sacred wine from the garden.
This love in this life is
so pure and beautiful.
We danced for the sake
of the spirit beating
the drums within our hearts.
Grateful for your love.
©2018,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.

Risking it all
for love is
something beautiful
and mesmerizing.
Two opposite hearts
coming together
is truly awesome.
Giving your heart
to someone else
is like a
casino bet,
risking all for
the dream only
you can see.
Believing the
impossibility and
putting your life,
your whole life
into the hands
of the one
you barely know,
sometimes against
the will of
your family,
and friends who
knows and understands
you better.
But you will
definitely defy
their best
heartfelt judgement
for your gut
feelings about
a total stranger.
Most times you
win and the
heart in bliss rejoices
and sometimes
you lose and
the heart bitterly weeps.
Another really hurts
and can't even
understand why
it failed even
though they tried.
The first thing
that should draw
two people together
should be Chemistry.
That magnetic feeling
of deep respect
and attraction.
And when it
is right everyone
is happy.
But when is
it really exactly
ever right.
It is a
risky madness.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

I've seen you in my dreams,
Like I know you before,
I definitely desire to know you,
Can you please appear
from behind the veil,
You are no more a secret.
This heart wants to know you,
I love the way you make me feel,
Funny, fulfilled and loved.
Come beloved, Come to me.
I can see your shadow
laying in the moon light
I can feel your heartbeat
playing at my right side.
Hopelessly,
I'll love you endlessly.
© 2017, Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved.

Love has many faces,
with shades and types
and can be displayed
in many different ways,
with their degrees and forms.
Love for God.
Love for friends.
Love for pets.
Love for people in different
groups you belong.
Love for gardening.
Love for your kids.
Love for your siblings.
Love for your husband.
Love for your wife.
Love for your boyfriend.
Love for your girlfriend.
Love for Mom.
Love for Daddy.
Love for grandparents.
Love for dancing.
Love for singing.
Love for other personal
things you like to do.
Don't ruin the day by
running away when you
are loved so much.
Take it, enjoy it, hold it
with both hands,
for you may never have
the opportunity to be loved
like this ever again.
To love is good.
To love someone is beautiful.
To be loved is awesome
Even in marriage,
your heart can never completely
belong to your spouse,
God did not make it so,
it must be given out,
and shared,
first to God,
to family, in-laws, friends,
and everyone,
it's called agape.
God kind of love.  
God actually is Love.
Don't be afraid to open
your heart and love again
even when your heart is broken.
Hearts are meant to be broken,
something beautiful
happens in breaking it,
you become perfect in loving.
And I say to you today,
that I love you so very much,
that you love me so much,
that you have to start loving me,
as God loved you.
©2818,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Within the depths
on the side of life,
within the core
of your mind,
you are a part
of the divine love.
Infused within our
heart to commune
with the highest,
shared with joy,
the tenderness of
its bliss.
Pure in itself,
divine in nature,
abundantly lavished
in our hearts,
unfolding with beauty
for us to behold.
Is there anything
that can be as
lovely and divine
as the true treasure
of love infused
within our being.
Wonderfully blended,
hidden away from
the prowling eyes,
though not cold
or complicated,
but so complex,
yet accessible,
filled with warmth,
unimaginable in itself,
overwhelming not
suffocating or smoldering,
but healthy with healing
elixir when encountered.
It is this kind of
love that will hallow
and regenerate you.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

You play with me with
your words and my heart
raced in joy.
Your sweet melodious
song caress my heart
and makes me dream.
I am so thrilled when you
touch me,
as if with magic fingers.
I want more and more of you
as I never want it to stop.
Your whispers in my ears
are so out of this world,
I am carried away by the
sweet little noises you make
as we entangle  and
explore each other on the porch.
A little kiss,
a little hug and
a little soft whispers in my ear
makes me want to smile
and cry and laugh and never
want to let you go.
This is heaven to me.
A love so pure,
so beautiful and divine,
filled with unimaginable tenderness.
Such love will keep and hallow me.
Forever your ***** is my home.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Embrace each other
but in-brace
in love,
touch each others
soul with the
beauty of your heart,
but feel the flutters
of love deeply
as if drunk
on the wine
of your love.
Know but understand
the very mind
and being of
each other.
You are truly in love:
very much in love.
Embrace each other
with everything
that's in you
to be fused
together as one.
Never ever
let go in
your heart the
one you love,
hold on tight
with your hands
as well as
with your embrace.
Your lives are
intertwined and
woven by love.
The thin line
that binds you
together as one
will definitely and
eventually disappear
after a while.
Be interested in
each others
well-being and
nurture yourselves.
Bliss and peace
shall be
your potions.
Don't worry about
the deep end
of the darkness,
but just float.
For your heart
will fly upward
towards the
morning sun to
be invigorated again
after every dip
in life's storm.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

As we love
in forgiveness,
speak to me
from your heart,
that place of
love and my
heart will resonate.
Be patient
with me my love
and forgiveness will
be our best friend
and daily break fast.
Embrace me as
if you'll never
see me again
and I'll never
go away.
As a fragrance
of ylang-ylang and
lilac oil perfume,
I'll stick with
you like a
beautiful body odour.
Like a dance
to a serenade
of a beautiful orchestra,
you float like
an angel as
i watch you
take a walk
in the garden
this morning.
You are a
beautiful gift from
the gods and
I'll never finish
unwrapping you
in this lifetime.
Take a chance
with me,
let's sail together
far into the sea
of life and
explore love.
Let's love in
forgiveness and patience.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

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.

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.

Man the extraterrestrial
who is temporary here on
a mission but completely
misdirected and lost within
in fulfilling his purpose.
He is lost in his paradise,
distracted by the mundane
and the pesky troubles
he created by himself,
power hungry and
destructive in nature.
He is so occupied to subdue
and dominate others,
struggling all the time that
he forgot to really live and
never remembered the
reason why he was here.
Forgetting he will never go
back home with anything he
accomplished and accumulates
but only the profound
experience garthered.
All his labors are in vain
for destruction still awaits him
for all the empires he built
must come down as past
experience has revealed
it's rise and fall.
Love is all he is required to learn,
to be compassionate,
full of bowel of mercies,
tolerant of the weak,
helpful in all his ways,
understanding in all his
decisions and dealings,
mindful in circumventing
circumstances,
corrupt free and upright,
polished and raised as
an exulted being
for he is not earthly.
Though partially living on
earth but just for awhile,
he is a resident alien of
the universe for he is
an extraterrestrial being
and must return to where
he came from.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

He was asked to play
the seventh count of
suicide sudden death game
in the Russian roulette to
save his family dynasty
from being wiped out by
an aristocrat billionaire
in a long age old feud.
No one is allowed to enter
but the strong hearted.
Couldn't you just
see the secret plan
for your demise.
That death sentence
was like getting on a
roller coaster that
had steep drops,
neck breaking curves,
and no restraining bar.
To love your family this
much must be awesome,
worthy of infinite importance.
Willingness to sacrifice
yourself is profound.
With luck on his side,
to survive he must.
This is where deadly surprises
and chance will meet luck.
Determined to live or die,
he defiantly persisted.
This last shot got him out
of the game.
He won and became the man of
unbeatable luck.
His family dynasty secured
and freed from the death feud.
Once again he can walk around
as a freeman.
Yes he survived and
the family survived yet again.
What a great sacrifice.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Memories of the heart,
the ones so indelible,
as if it happened
just this moment,
memories the heart
won't easily forget,
memories my heart
holds so dear,
engraved so deeply
in my soul.
Unforgettable and full of
special times spent in life.
The world I carved out of
nothing for myself.
An invisible world I visits
at will and relived daily.
Memories I watch like a
movie in my visions,
recorded for my view,
no external interference
or disturbance.
******* for only one
audience but can be
interpreted and filtered as
a story for different audience.
Memories are made
of these countless years
spent in discovering the
treasures and mysteries
of self in living among
strangers around the world.
Absolutely nothing can
erase these emotionally
motivated thoughts of
all the beautiful time
and joy it evoked.
There are so many of
those beautiful moments.
I owe enormous gratitude
to the individuals that
made it possible.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Loving feelings can restore
balance to relationships.
If you can only bring yourself
to make it happen.
**** the ego and selfish pride
that imprisoned you.
Set yourself free and
go for the one
your heart seeks.
Nurture the one whom your
soul loves.
For out of your
efforts to come out
of your cocoon will emerge a
beautiful lifetime relationship.
A love that is deep
can flow like the
river that leaves its
bank and flood
the whole unimaginable places.
Just like a finger
dipped into the oil
can infest the whole fingers,
so is the love that
forgives penetrates
the whole body
and **** all the
vulnerability to
show it's wounded
face to the sun
without being shy.
Acceptance is of
extreme importance
to bring desired pleasure
to placate and nurture
the heart to heal.
With pleasure the heart
is reverted to a blissful
sequence that is lovely
where both hearts will
feel safe enough to let
their inner child out
of the box to play.
Victory is accorded
to such a joyful end
while the relationship blooms.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

With insanely absolute certainty
I am definitely convinced,
that notion died instantly yesterday.
Unwittingly the dream committed suicide.
Our next generation will suffer for the
bad mistakes of our greedy elders.
They cannot save us now.
The pain of fixing it is worst than
the original pain experienced.
They have no clue of the
magnanimity of what they have done.
We can't escape from the
consequences of our deeds.
Doom awaits in the corner.
Go back to where you have fallen.
Mend your fences.
Hurry for thunderstorms.
Save yourselves from their
tortuous acts awaiting you.
Unity among you is vitally necessary.
Our ancestors who sleeps
long ago awakes in their vaults.
The doors of the spirits is now opened.
The blood of our own kindreds
and children killed cries
out from their graves.
Who is he that will boldly
answer the dance call of the flute played.
Let such a one fearlessly come out
of the veil and lead our people.
Our help only comes from our unity.
One voice is our strength.
God will be our helper.
©2017. Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved.

My ears are
not here to
listen to your
nasty words.
If it doesn't
bring solace and
healing to comfort
my tender heart,
then keep silent,
and be quiet
for it makes
my ears tingle.
My ears are
also neither for
decorations,
nor just to
wear earrings but
as a satellite dish
designed to sensitise
my being,
feed my soul
with things that
edify my heart
and leave the fairest
impressions of love
to ignite my life
with the fire of
the spirit to
light my path.
Speak to me
only the words
that resonates with
my soul in
response to completeness
of your love.
Out of the heart
the mouth speaks
good or evil,
both the words,
the mouth and
the heart becomes
corrupt or give life,
defile or sanctify
the whole body system,
to become *****,
or a saint.  
It's time to
mend your words
and like the
flow of honey,
let your words
come out so sweet,
to comfort the
brokenness of every heart.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

I Was put in an
undignified position,
that made me feel  
as a used ***** rag,
left in a corner to be
picked up again to be reused.
I felt insulted by that act,
caused by a misunderstanding
of my intent.
But that is a painfully disjointed
and misquoted figment
of a nonsensical utterance,
I guess I'll take a long walk
now in a different direction.
© 2017, Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved

It is not
trouble that i seek
but to share
the peace of
my life,
my world and
my home.
All troubles
are missing
so the dance
of the spirit
is so peaceful,
like the eternal
starry sky,
the oldest word
flows out of
the heart of
the loved one.
Love is the
real reason why
we are all
in this universe
together.
It is our home,
the heartbeat
of our lives.
One cloud,
one universe,
same air but
only different zones.
We are all
beautiful and fragrant
roses of the
cosmic garden.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

My voice has been sounding
and calling most of the time.
How loud it sounded that
you couldn't answer it.
I tried to sound confident
but my voice came out small
and shaky then I hesitated.
Where are you my love.
My heart seeks to be with you.
Come to me my sweetheart,
my darling for I miss you
terribly so much.
Today I stood by the river bank
waiting for your arrival.
Counting all the ship that went by,
looking at all the faces walking down
the street.
I miss you dearly,
my heart misses you.
Only your embrace will comfort me.
From sunshine to dawn I'm still sitting
here watching the sky for the sign of you.
Waiting for you is my past time hobby.
The birds are singing the song of hope.
I'm encouraged that you will soon come
home to me.
Your presence is comforting and reassuring
for who can ever replace the vacuum in my heart.
These thoughts of you are
definitely something to keep,
they are beautiful and I'm convinced
that we are both going to be okay.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

The fastest way to feel
or get hurt is through
the path of love,
though it is not threatening,
it only beckons the worthy ones.
It is a joy-pain road to the
miraculous and the mysterious.
The unknown forces of
the spirit divine is hidden within it.
Though fearful,
it is still safe and secure,
with the ability to heal
anything it touches.
Full of bliss and joyful tenderness,
intriguing and captivating.
It is a rock of offense,
if it hits you,
you just gotta fall,
and be in love,
it crushes and squeezes you,
so you can give all,
and when you fall on it,
you crash and fall in love.
I know the way to eldorado,
I know the way to Ionano,
I know the way to your soul,
Yes I know,
Believe me I know.
It is only through a heart
full of love,
a heart molded by love,  
a heart that can love again,
even when bruised
and broken by love.
A heart that can find love
in the unlovable places.
The heart that can forgive
the hurts however deep.
A heart that can pass
through the narrow gate.
The one that can believe
it can do the impossible.
The one who sees with
the eyes of God,
for God dwells in such heart.
Such a beautiful heart knows
the unexplainable mysteries of the
invisible road to the abode of love,
full of lovely memories,
memories that never want to let you go,
a little hug, a little kiss, and little gifts
are all a little something
that makes me want to cry,
wishing it would last forever.
Honor such a heart and soul
that can love you anyway.
Such heart has truly found God
for God is love.
©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.

The movie from
yesterday still
plays in the
screen of my
inner vision.
Even though now,
that room in
my heart is
still empty.  
The things that
happened in that
moment years ago
was indescribably
different and
beautiful.
It was like
we were on
another planet.
It was unimaginably
unspeakable
to describe.
Like i don't
want to wake up
from that dream.
Today i relieved
that beautiful moment
of yesterday.
It's still alive
in my heart
and soul.
Like a dormant
volcano that
erupts with a burst,
my emotions flooded
out and melts
everything it touches.
Leaving a silhouette
and shadows of
the things casts
along its path.
Wonderful in itself
with a subtle
divine tone,
it blends beautifully
with love and
grace.
It has a
divine glow.
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I recognize you
I acknowledge your presence
You are the King of
the castle of my heart.
You made me see the invisible,
believe the impossible.
I hinged my life,
my prosperity on your presence.
Because you dwell in my castle,
my struggles are over.
The whole earth wonders of you.
The beauty of your existence
is seen all over the cosmos.
Your glory and beauty is marvelous,
your might is captivating,
you radiate in all your creations,
seen in all their actions.
Fearful but approachable,
so high but near.
My heart pants when you touch me.
On my knees is the place to reach you.
My heart is so grateful for
the love of your indwelling presence.
I am still perplexed and amazed at the
impact of your touch on my own spirit.
My heart rejoice
and my mouth says thank you.
I will always carry your presence
to affect my world.
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Unwittingly we walked away
from the beautiful path
of righteousness.
The path our forefathers in their
wisdom laid down for our benefits.
They left behind morals as a guide.
The path of the ancients,
where morals pave the way.
Respect and intelligence
walked together to light
the touch for moral
rearmament to flourish.
As custodians of this ancient path,
let us reinstitute and restore
morals back into our consciousness,
our homes, and our communities,
lest the moral decadence of
our societies will become our nightmare.
The generations to come will know peace
and our relationships improve.
Moral decadence like cancer is eating
the very roots of our family tree.
Corroding the very corners of our
homes like acid.
Eroding our lives with its virus.
It's venom is poisonous to our metabolism.
It is a terrible and unbearable headache.
With its choleric purging leaving our bowels empty of the most needed vitality.
Depleting us like the barren land the much needed ingredients for growth of our crops.
And like volcano it will explode in our faces.
It is like a grenade thrown into the crowd by children playing,
not knowing it will affect everyone.
Let us put in place respect,
morals and intelligence back to our homes.
That's exactly where to begin.
Let us begin again from the beginning.
With the restoration of moral rearmament,
our lives will have meaning again.
But it all begins with me,
as it begins with you.
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Magnificently and
beautifully with grandeur,
the new dawn
quietly emerged
from the darkness.
A new door,
fresh as the morning,
the fresh air
of the ocean breeze
slowly unfold itself.
Split of dawn,
like a sword,
silent as night,
ushered in the
rising sun.
Like the baby turtle
emerges from
its shell without
a care rushes  
to take its
first bath at
the sea,
risking everything,
but to survive.
The new dawn,
at this morning,
greets you.
Welcome it,
enjoy its warm
embrace as it
enfolds you with
solace and love.
It brings the
message of the
miraculous.
With it's first
and fresh early
morning dew from above,
it blesses you.
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Just like the morning sun,
Life is sweet and glorious,
beautiful and fulfilling,
filled with vim,
vigour and vitality.
Can anything be as
sweet,bright and lovely,
Glorious and regenerating
than the Awesome,
amazing wonderful gifts,
Acts and works of the Almighty?
See how everything in
synergistic blend
is working together for our good.
To be given a glorious existence,
there has never been such
a wonderful experience.
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Haaaaaaa!!!
I awake suddenly to
see her looking at me,
Gazing intently watching me sleep,
Watching over me as an Angel would,
I smiled and went back to sleep,
Feeling secure and safe,
knowing that all is well.
My mother was here,
though she had passed beyond,
Her presence so intense and real,
Like days gone by,
I woke up still feeling her breath over me,
Yes,
I knew she's watching from
the world slightly beyond,
I am at peace because now
knowing that she's gone,
But didn't go anywhere,
She still watches from afar off.
My Mother.
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Beautiful you,
beautiful life
in a beautiful world.
Like a beautiful flower
she adorned the beautiful
garden of my heart.
Beautiful damsel
with a beautiful smile,
dancing beautifully,
full of grace.
I'm liking her presence.
She's so sweet and lovely.
Immaculately beautiful to behold.
Her innocence radiates
like the moon crescent,
her incandescence
is a mystery to me.
Full of intriguing mesmerizing awe,
captivating in all ways.
Beautiful and breathtaking.
Crafted and woven magnificently
with a subtle touch.
She's so endearing to behold.
Soft in nature and thoughtful In manners.
Easy to placate with a forgiven heart.
A woman of substance and
a valued and treasured friend.
My friendly lover and my most
loveliest friend.
The Only Cherished Honored Immaculate one.
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There is an amazing
and healthy way to lose
control without messing up
that is truly beautiful when
you fall in love.
It makes you act like
a child movie star
everyone can laugh with.
It brings out the hidden part of our
silly nature without condemnation.
Falling in love allows our child like
spirit to come out to play.
It expresses itself with joy
and let a part of our being know
that it is alright to be silly.
It is pure and intense,
with accessible vulnerability.
It carries it's own special beauty,
reminding us to do funny and
acceptable stuff for the one you love.
Love never belittle your intent
however silly it may look.
It's laughable when you completely lost
yourself in love playing dumb,
whispering softly silly meaningless
nothing in each other ears.
Sweet candy crush,
hot chocolate,
my apple pie,
my cream puff,
Hahaha!!!,
the funny names you call yourselves,
and all the beautiful strange names used.
To love and be loved is awesomely beautiful.
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As you grow
and bloom,
sturdy like a tree,
you are constant
in your love,
and not fickle
And flowing like
the stream,
meandering towards
the ocean,
you have always
been there for me.
Like the morning sun,
you shine,
so bright and beautiful.
Sublime and subtle
just like the
full moon,
you illuminates
even the darkest
days of a
burdened heart.
Strong hearted,
beautiful and divine,
filled with love
and life,
you mesmerize
anyone that comes
to your sphere.
Even as the
blooming sunflower
represents vigorous
vitality,
you also represent
everything that
makes up beauty.
Even as the fish
constantly swims
and never sleeps,
you constantly hover
around and worry
over me.
Like the mother hen
protect and
cover her chicks,
you hide me
under your pavilions.
I feel safe with you.
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My desire is to know you.
All I ever want is you.
Draw me to the father
Holy Spirit divine.
Let your Word be made
alive in me.
Cause my heart to be
obedient to your spirit,
that my joy may be full.
I yield myself to you.
Have your way with me.
Let me be worthy
to carry your presence
to impact and affect the world,
that they may know
your existence and love.
Let your power glory pervade
the universe to cause
all your creations to bow
to your supremacy as king
of our castle.
Let your love already shed
in our hearts touch the hardness
and wickedness of man,
change lives and bring succour
to our ways of living.
Let it manifest to the darkness
in our lives to illuminate our paths.
Bring your peace to your people
and cause them to remember
and know that you are God.
This is my desire.
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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.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

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.
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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.

Glorious Glory,
the starry eyes.
Beautiful as it is,
like the morning sun.
With your alluring smile,
you won a place in my life,
gained entrance into
my sanctuary,
my place of worship,
my happy place,
where God dwells in me.
Your touch can do wonders
to decorate the garden of my heart
and adorn the alter table of
my home with a fragrance of love.
Be the cologne to perfume it.
The coulomb to incense the
alter of my heart where we worship.
Like the golden dawn,
the beautiful flowers release their
fragrance as a gift to me.
You are the sacred chalice on the alter table,
of which no man is allowed to drink from,
for the sacred wine is exclusively reserved.
Only the priest of the temple is permitted to partake thereof,
lest it is defiled by the unworthy.
You are jealously guarded against the intruders of the night who are thirsty.
Even though your kitchen feeds all,
no one is allowed to feed there but me,
for you are my glory.
Your ***** satisfies me.
Each breath I take is refreshing
because of you.
You mean more to me than you ever know.
My love,
my glorious glory.
You shine as the evening stars radiating your glory into my world.
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The mountain top
is wrapped in mist,
so cloudy that
i can't see.
Right there,
there is dense
fog dripping water,
out of nowhere.
Whenever my
heart hurts,
my head aches,
my soul mourns
and cries out in
sobs and groans.
Moaning softly like
a child whose
fingers were smashed,
all the body aches.
My eyes cries too,
my face suffers
with salty tears
dropping down to
my mouth,
even as it
drools with saliva,
my nose dripping
with slimy stuff
to warn of
how much
i hurt inside.
My heart misses you,
I miss you.
Close your eyes
so that your soul
can see through
the heart to
know how much
you mean to me.
Even in daylight
the heart can
still be surrounded
by darkness as
it is broken.
But you can
now know that
even the fallen
leaves are the
most beautiful,
they will always
blend in synergy
with the sand to
form the manure
for yet another
beautiful beginning
to sprout a seed
for the growth
of every plant
that gradually grows
into an Iroko tree.
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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.

In darkness of
my dreaming,
the light of you
will stay.
The light in
the darkness
of my heart
shines because
of love in it.  
Like the sky,
you are a
beautiful dream,
wrapped by a
piece of yarn
linked to the
starry sky.
My love is like  
a diamond buried
in the mud
of the heart.
Needs nurturing to
make it glow.
The strength of love
in your heart
makes the light
of your diamond shine.
Like a tree
that stands strong
on the cold lake,
the depths of
morning sun greets
you with love
to warm your heart
with tenderness.
The liquid iron
that flows in
the water shall
be gathered again
and be strengthened,
for the roses
blooming in the rain
are extraordinarily
beautiful.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

I may have a gentle touch
but I am not at all weak.
All my life,
people have been
messing with me
and I've kept quiet
because I choose to,
they misunderstand
my calmness for weakness
because they really didn't
see my hidden strength.
They prefer  that
I stay In the corner
while they take the center stage
to show off their foolishness,
they forget that it is
better to be a wise fool
than to be foolishly wise.
I know the signs of rainfall,
I also know what it is called,
I am definitely not an idiot
and because I choose to step out
into the rain without an umbrella
does not make me a fool,
I own one and believe me,
I know how to use it,
maybe I love the rain
and choose to get wet;
that means I can
wipe myself dry
and not catch cold.
Let that sink in.
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I will be right
by your side
even if the
world fails and
falls on top of
all the people.
I'll drive hard to
come get you.
Will you wait for me.

My soul is full
of energy pulsating
with subtle heart
felt feelings for this
moment just for you.
Are you ready.

Just wait for
me right where
you are for this
love will always
find you.
Are you willing.

Our sphere is
anything but plain
love full of grace
and energy.
Are you glad in it
beloved,
for it is yours.

This love is my
garland of flowers
for you.
My soul calls
out for you to be
happy with me for
this very moment.
Yield yourself to it.

My joy is full and
so much is done.
This day will always
be remembered,
forever in my life.
For my joy is full.
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I would like to pass by your life,
as a beautiful flower that
hung in your life's garden,
And leave a fragrance
that will last you forever.
My leaves may wither,
My flowers may drop,
But never mind,
My seeds will sprout again
to soothe your life,
Heal your wounds,
and broken heart,
with my presence and fragrance.
I would that you understand
and nurture me,
Water me,
Dress me as you would
dress a beautiful garden,
For maybe this,
or another season,
you may or may
not perceive my fragrance,
but I will always return to
heal you of your infirmities.
I only ask that you care
a little bit more like I did.
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The problem of
my skin colour
has become the
problem generally.
The politics of
my skin colour has
really eaten dangerously
deep inside their heart.
A whiplash against
my chocolate skin is
really humiliating.
They say I'm black
but no,
I'm chocolate.
It haunts them
in their night.
The white against
chocolate and
chocolate against white.
Anarchy has set in
at their backyard.
It made me
become a mark
eligible for elimination.
They can't even
really decimate me,
their touch is
like the sweetness
of the scratch
of an itch.
Everywhere i go
there's trouble because
of my skin colour.
They can't wipe
the color off
my skin,
it is of royalty
and the stamp
of the immortals.
They say I'm
the ***** one
from the dark world.
But why am i
the favourite of
the gods.
I can't hide
from my skin colour,
even nature favoured me
because that's what
and who I am.
I felt like
I'm not worthy
of my being
but life pulsates
within me.
There is so
much segregation
that didn't make
sense to me.
But they still
hang around me.  
I didn't understand it,
that's why
i walked away
from their home
without nothing.
Yet they claimed
to seek me.
The called me
an illegal alien.
Yet they illegally
enslave me.
I lost my
sense of self.
My inside know
I'm not lost.
My skin colour has
become a problem
for them.
But they can't
do without me.
If you take away
my skin color,
what is wrong with me.
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Only the bat knows
the secret of every night.
So if you want to know
what happened in the dark,
you ask the bat.
There are mysteries
lurking in the dark.
Treasures are hidden within
the depths of the earth.
In the dark night up in the
galaxy at night is when the
heavens display their glory.
Within the darkness inside
the thick forest the mysteries
of creation hidden away from
the prowling eyes of humans
comes out to play.
Even beneath the ocean
where the surf searches
the sand for secrets,
there are mysteries
lurking therein.  
It is so difficult and even
near impossible to know
the thoughts a of man's heart.
Inside the silent thoughts of
the consciousness of man
mysteries are wrought there.
Within the sacred seed carried in
the dark recess of the man
and deposited inside the womb
of a woman for nine months,
the creation of life in the dark ******
are made manifest.
No eyes have ever seen the hidden
mysteries of creation.
No words can explain, express
or describe the wonders of God.
Utterance ceased when trying to
explain the beauty of the
mystery of creation.
No words can fully tell the stories
of all the mysterious things lurking
in the dark night of the earth.
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This is my rising,
it is so glaring.
The longer you hold
me down the better
and brighter I shine.
I am like the firefly,
illuminating
the remote darkness
with my brightness,
giving it an
illusion of magic.
The tinted glow
mixed up with
the cries of
mammals and birds
of the night makes it
a mysterious moment.
Alone at deepest abyss,
with the flicker
of the moonlight
penetrating through the
leaves in the forest,
i can hear
the wolves calling out
as if beckoning for
me to approach.
The fireflies giving
out their light
freely unperturbed
by my presence.
How can you not see
the love of nature,
working tirelessly
in synergy
with all things.
Even though you ignore it,
never can it go away,
for the beauty
of its flame
can make the fairies
grant your wish.
The heart knows
the unexplainable
mysteries of the
invisible which the
mouth cannot express.
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