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Emmanuel Chikody Sep 2016
Can we please have a moment of silence? shhh! That is for shame
The consciousness of impropriety and dishonour, a soul eating emotion, an inner burning flame.
Disembarked and render anaemic by a queen dark and evil, for with her, shame is non-existence
Blame her not, her wicked soul is the caprice of affinity with being an outcast and unlove

For before her heart became embroiled with dark powers and all the ingenious gore that accompany an unrepentant soul,
She had the lassitude of the perfect woman, a languid ease, the obeisance, lovable heart and knew nothing foul

But deep inside her aching heart, all that she suffered silently, she could enlighten no one, from her devastated childhood,
the sheer indescribable horror of neglect, unreturned love, the treachery, the villainy, melancholy motherhood

And castigation made her seek power even into the maelstrom of the blackest tempest of the darkest part of hell.
Her hunger for power and macabre mode of it acquisition, renders the thought of her been shameful, lilliputian

As she journeyed towards the castle, her conscience wasn't pricked by volatile outbursts of her sins from the angry crowd
she knew what she wanted, she sold her soul for this, she knew this was what she has to go through to get it.

A rite of passage stolen by lucifer from the Saviour of the world
Let them strip, beat, and mock you.Let them make you walk through there crowd disgraced,
but be rest assured that when all is done, you'll be the ruler of all

For too many a time, the story has been told,
be you good or evil, fortune only favours the bold.

The castle was her own Golgotha, the throne was her own cross
beyond that castle wall lies all that she needs to rule and have dominion
for there in that castle live the old man and others waiting to make her there queen

I was swift to condemn her for all, but after a retrospective thinking, my judgement became ambivalent.
wasn't it judgements and condemnations that made her felt sequestered, separated, segregated and all other equivalent?

To be continued......
A metaphysical poetry of which not all will understand..Though i feel like its incomplete because i took out to many things
627 · Aug 2016
Alphabetic Avalanche
Emmanuel Chikody Aug 2016
A.
Alphabetic Avalanche! An Avidly Artwork Appraising Adonai Alphabetically. And Also Awaken All Asleep Amidst Advancing Avenging Armies.And Acting As Agent Against Agony And Aches

B.
Beware, Because Boosting Breaks Bond By Bringing Barriers Between Brothers.But Brilliantly, Bible Basically Balance Brawls, Battles Between Bloods. Be Born-again.

C.
Curse, Carnal-living, Chaos, Commotion, Catastrophe, Carnage, Causality, Certainly Cleared.Courageously Christ Carried Cross to Calvary Creating Captivating Convivial

D.
Daily Deepen D Deliberate Demarcated Distance Dug for Devil D Deceiver.Devourers, Darkness & Demons.Diligently Despise Denominational Drape

E.
El-Shaddi Effortlessly Evaporates Every Enigma & Enemies.Ending & Exodus Evil Exacerbating Entities.Everthing is Everything in Elohim.

F.
Faithless Fellowship Fabricate Flippant, Feeble Followers.Faithful Fellowship
Factually Flourish Fantastically

G.
God's Grace Grants Great Galvanizing Gift & Glory.Giving Generally Generates
Greatness.God is Gracious.

H.
How Has Hatred Helped Humans? Habitual Happiness Hedges Hatred, Healing Hazardous Hiatus Harming Human race

I.
Impeccable Insight Into Immaculate, Immortal & Invisible God. Instigate Intriguing Illumination Inside our Inner being

J.
Jesus Christ the Just Judge, Jam Jungle Justice.Jailed Jeopardy, Jabbed Jezebel's Jinx & Juju Jolting Jealous Jesters

k.
Koinonia Keeper, Keenly Keep Kneeling before the King of Kings.Keep Knocking on Kingdom's door

L.
Listen, Learn, Light-up, Look Lively. Let Love Liquidate Loathsomenes. Least Little, Lowlife, Lazy Loathers Labouring Lengthily Limits your Level

M.
Morning-Star, Most-High, Messiah, My Majesty, Mentor, Master, Maker, Mountain Mover, Merciful-One ,Milk & Maintain My Ministry

N.
Nobody Needs Negative Nonconformists Nearby. Nevertheless, Neglect Notorious, Nonsensical, Narrow-minded Notions from Nihilist Nicely

O.
One Overcome Obstacles, Only by Obeying Our Omnipotent, Omnipresent, Overall ruler Outcomes Of Obedience Outshines Offerings, Oaths & Other Opponents.

P.
Proper Preparation & Plans, Plus Patience & Persistence Protrude Powerful, Progressive Prayer Performance.Prayer Penalise Problems

Q.
Quickly & Quietly, Quench Queasy Qualms, Quarrels & Quacking Quibblers.

R.
Religionists Removing Restitution Rarely Recognise Real Repentance. Returning Reports Remains Relevant Revelation Regarding Repentance

S.
Since Saviour's-blood Saves & Sanctify Souls, Sinners Seeking Salvation Sacrificially & Sordidly, Should Stop Searching. Selah

T.
Thanksgiving Through Tough Times, Turns Trials, Terror, Temptation & Tribulations To Testimony

U.
Understanding Urges Us Unto Universal Unity. Unfortunately its Unattainable.

V.
Vengeance Vented Via Venomous Violence Vaguely Visualises Victory. Value Virture

W.
With Worthy Word We Warn Women, Walk Wisely When Working With Watchful Workers

X.
Xeric

Y.
You're Young; Yield Yourself to Yahweh

Z.
Ziplock Zeitgeist Zapping Zombies (Zealously Zonked). Zoom into the Zenith Zone.Zero letters remaining
The first letter of the Alphabet 'A' is used to explain to reader what they find while  going through the poem.The  letter 'X',has only one word which means  'A dry habitation' and it chiefly explains to readers that the stanza for 'X' is dried with only one word
483 · Aug 2016
The Time Is 7:14
Emmanuel Chikody Aug 2016
O time, I heard thou art a great thief who the law cannot strike at, and art often unkind
For thou steals that which is most precious to men, and thy history precede mankind

Thou are ruthless to those who ignore thee, and a companion to all who cherish thee
To the fool, art thou slow to pass when his life consist of pain and sorrow.
But swift and fast, when happiness comes and there's hope for tomorrow
He is wise in heart, and mighty in wisdom, who hath hardened himself against folly to follow thee

Thy mystery befuddles even the sharpest of minds, and remain inconspicuous in obscurantism
It is as high as the BLUE sky;what canst men do?Mysterious as the WHITE cloud;what canst we know?
On the vast BROWN earth hath men raised up kingdoms.But with thy passing, most of it becomes ruins and ASH.
Thou giveth WINE it quality and taste, for with more of thee it only gets better
I want to know how GOLD still the only valuable currency in of thy existence and all of mankind use it as a symbol of wealth

Canst men by searching find out time? Canst men find out thy mystery unto perfection?
Ye know the incipient of all, but none knows your beginning, which avers circumspection
Canst that which unsavoury be eaten without salt? Or is there hope for a plant without light?
Even when presume dead and hath stopped ticking, twice a day art thou still right.

An orchestrator of that which is great and of nearly all that is undetected in this great planet
As I assay to commune with thee, wilt thou be grieved?Or for all thy deliciousness consider me a gannet
Teach me thy secrets, cause me to understand wherein wise men in history have erred
Remove not the trusty in my speech, and take not away my understanding as I age.

Remember, I beseech thee, that I am just a lad.And I acknowledge, in all of existence thou art not perverse.
Teach me to be just in judgement as a lover of wisdom, for in all of life, a philosopher I traverse.
For thou hath made thyself known to mankind, that thou wait for no man
Behold, O time;for I am in distress:my bowels are troubled;help me to know all of thee as I can

In thee I seek not the usage of seconds, minutes, hours and days;That I leave for minds so puerile
Reveal unto  me the mystery of media nox, media nocte, gallicinium, conticinium, lucem and diluculum; I pray
And of ad meridiem, meridies, de meridie, suprema, vespera, crepusculum, luminibus accensis, concubium, intempesta, ad mediam noctem
Raise me far higher, even amongst my equals.And guide  my steps that my works are not later treated servile

I believe thou art the One true living God.For thou can't been seen, felt, nor heard, but laudable is thy existence.
'Time' is just another name wherein thy mystery cannot be decipher, even in  persistence.
Thou knowest the beginning of creation and thou art the beginning and end of all things created,
Which only further enhance the saying: "it is in thee we move and have our being."

In acknowledging thee, canst my people and I say "time is on  our side"? or better still "God with us"?
My name is Emmanuel, be thou forever with me.And preserve my name forever in thy actuality
Thou art the salient feature of all in existence.I take my leave now, because the time is 7:14
466 · Aug 2016
The Enchantress
Emmanuel Chikody Aug 2016
I thought they said the beautiful ones are not yet born?
But here is one I've met and she makes heads turn
Melting mortals mountains like wax with just a smile
Her acquistion of this exquisite charm is vague 
once upon a time she must have been a priestess 
The sculptor sculpted out this idyllic sculpture
From legs that were carved out of the finest wood
Hips tucked in like the wings of an eagle
To a belly which spreads out like the plains of the Serengeti 
Up to that soft round breast and clipped ******* that plumps the depth of feminine charms.
Along with a neck that boast of the only head
Having hairs that cascade down like zillions of waterfalls 
With molten eyes and succulent lips that leads to rapid volcano
Mother nature presents her utmost treasure

The enchantress!!
Yes! That's what I call her
At the sight of her,I disguise my feelings with a blank page
But my heart don't fail to complain about its encumbrance by the rib cage
Every idea branded to prove this feeling is lust
Shows a clean pair of heels leaving the air with dust
Like every mortal  mountains I've always had a deep crater inside of me
Cause by the eruption of molten magma the first day she was beside me
But I can't let her know;Not now that my valley are filled with settlers
Caves filled with beast and I've become a dung site for birds
Probably when my coast is clear and I have a clean free flowing tributary
Then she can come and make me her place of sanctuary 
Adorn me with her idols and fill me with echoes of her enchantment.
The enchantress!!
429 · Aug 2016
Awaiting The King Of Kings
Emmanuel Chikody Aug 2016
My perturbed being paid huge negligence to my pen and paper meant to write a sonnet
For I'm drown in my own thoughts as I watch the sunset.
Thinking, how can I bring down this Jericho wall when I can't even blow my own trumpet

From afar,a chick called for its mother
Children taking turns to skip a gutter

I shifted my gaze upward pondering on the sky and it calligraphy
But there was more on my mind other than topography

Gone where the days when all we had were prophecies and signs
Now we have the proofs- earthquake, war, diseases , high rate in crime

Human uses human for nefarious and bohemian mischief
Acquiring a high decree in insalubrious acts and call it prestige

****** masochism,******,homosexuality,best iality,and with many severe strokes,
we've axed,hewn down and fall our hardest ethical timbered-oak

Immorality is now human right,transgender speciation is now technology.
Ostensibly, compartmentalize values and virtues are now seen as folk

Culminating this malady is 'Spurious Pentecostalism'-an acute locution for the aggrandize ecclesiastical new age religion loosely espy as ' born again ' movements

Which beget an avalanche of licentious sermons of grace extremists,
stealthily engaging in the defamatory of the Scripture.
The only exception is the law of tithing and offering.

As clerical entities,sharply dressed,suave,bogus televangelist
dispenses false miracles and prophesies of untold wealth to there flock
in return for their votive offerings

Take heed that no man deceive you (Matthew 24:4)

I Emmanuel sound it loud and clear
CHRIST JESUS IS COMING VERY SOON !
I wanted to write out a poem,but my feeling was been shaken by something very disturbing and the result is this poem

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