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Joseph Zenieh Aug 2020
PURE LOVE
Come to me and speak aloud; l love your voice.
Your words combined with your smile make me rejoice.
When you sit beside my seat and start to speak,
all the objects in the room at your eyes keek.

Your eyes join your words to send my heart a call,
which l have been waiting for; it is my goal.
When l see you cheering up in front of me,
you make all my world as l want it to be.

Great's my joy when l see you requite my love,
and agree to share my nest as my white dove.
Our world will be so white and full of joy
as our love is purest gold, not an alloy.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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Joseph Zenieh Aug 2020
THE POETRY I LOVE
Poetry can be just pretty,
empty, showy, and too crafty,
nothing that reveals men's spirits
or a hint about life's merits.

Poetry for me is singing
what can give the deepest meaning
on a subject that should be shown,
sung in rhythmic words, a soft tune.

Poetry is thinking deeply
about life's concealed verity.
When it's chanted in a smooth sound,
one can feel he owns the whole world.
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Joseph Zenieh Aug 2020
GOD AND MAN
I think of what l need. I find the first
is my morale which makes me feel at rest.
It is a case dependent on my soul,
which, only it, can worried mind console.

In history, the Christ made what surprised
the human soul which He  through love appeased.
The laws had ordered an eye for an eye
as His pure love is found just in the sky.

Who raised the dead but Him, and those who came
to continue His way and preach His aim.
Where can we find a miracle but there,
where His saints are at rest, yet they still care.

Where can l find a Lord whose love is great
to kiss His hand and place it in my heart.
His hand does not need help, but l need it
to give me great morale, and my way light.
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Joseph Zenieh Jul 2020
PRICELESS PURITY
How can people be so hostile,
nurse old grudges and be quite vile?
How can they live with no calmness
life endows with the pure goodness?

Don't they feel their sins are like hands,
Pressing on their necks with waxed cords?
Sins will colour all their inside
with the hue that man can't abide.

Man can endure thirst and hunger,
poverty, defeat and anger,
but how man can bear his foul soul;
this to mind l never can call.
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Joseph Zenieh Jul 2020
CHRIST'S PEACEFUL BAY
Spread Your tranquil light
on the sea calm mat
where the ships refuge
from the waves so huge.

You have given man
peace through love, Your plan,
to reveal the way
to this peaceful bay.

Men outside this shore
love to lock their door
to protect their blood;
hate craves for a flood.
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Joseph Zenieh Jul 2020
LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT
Eyes that can see what
lives inside my heart
send their ray to me,
which l love to see.

This enslaving ray
in my core will stay,
giving me a breeze
that won't leave with ease.

Love at that first sight
some say it is right,
but l say it's true
since my eyes saw you.
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Joseph Zenieh Jul 2020
A WOMAN'S PARADISE
Of her free will she stays in her own home,
converses with her kids, who are her dream.
She has one thing special, her mate's parole.
These are what her kind heart loves to extol.

She is quite satisfied with what she owns
not conjuring new thoughts which make new crowns.
Love for home and what it confers on life
have got all what she has and her belief.

What satisfaction is that women have?
All what's they're after is their house and love.
True smiles on husbands' face are all their needs.
They're the purest angels that the Lord sends.
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