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Emmanuel Coker Nov 2014
Just like how the Jesus in the Christian’s bible
Turned water to wine
I will hold you at gunpoint with my heart's rifle
And make all your being be mine
....Magic!!
Emmanuel Coker Nov 2014
If falling in love with you is gonna make me the stupidest of all beings to ever grace the surface of this earth.......i don't think I'd ever wanna be smart.

Dear God i'm so in love with you...i loose all rights to own a brain whenever I get just a glimpse of your beautiful face, the thought of you makes my body ache to be embraced by you...if even for just a quarter of a second.

I'd bumped into you in class....yeah that was when we first met, clumsy me, and when I stood there, ready to apologize for being so clumsy, You smiled....., and as you smiled, I saw in those hazel eyes of yours what heaven would feel like, my heaven. I was lost. Your dreamy eyes kept me in a trance, an hypnotic trance I dared not wish to get out of....Yes!!..when I looked into your eyes, I knew it was you, and I knew I had to have you. This is more love than lust. I don't think I'd ever be happy with any other person. I want you and you alone. I want your whole being.
-To my cutie...(The best thing since sliced bread).
Emmanuel Coker Nov 2014
I cried today for the first time in years
I cried today, and they were real tears
I cried not because I conquered my fears
Or because I lost all that was dear

I cried today, shedding tears like the rain
I cried today, letting go of all the pain
I cried so much, again and again
And these were tears I couldn't restrain

I cried today, cos' I finally understood me
Knowing fully well all that I could ever be
I lived in the shadows where no one could see
A prisoner to my thoughts wanting to be free

I cried today and these were tears of joy
I cried today, knowing I am a new born
A freed man, that was locked in the skin of a boy
A freed man whose life has just begun

I cried today and they were real tears
I cried today for the first time in many years
Emmanuel Coker Oct 2014
I dream of a place with strawberry beds
Vanilla chairs
And chocolate stairs

I dream of a place with golden white songs
Silver dark lights
And diamonds that shines bright

I dream of a place filled with female angels so bare
Looking unclad
And oh! How much would I stare

I dream of a place filled with a thousand more dreams
Oh! How I would sleep
And dream a thousand more dreams
Emmanuel Coker Oct 2014
Someone once asked me

Why are your poems so dark?
Why is your light so black?
Why is your face so sad?
And why are you so clad?
If you die tonight, would you be glad?
To give your life up, and raise the white flag...
Do you seldom feel like to pack your bags?
Just up and leave, because your life is a ***?
Do you do these things because you miss your dad?
You feel a little bit close to him as you write about death on your pad?
Do you think you deserve less than you've had?
Or you think your good will outweigh the bad?

This someone never felt the need to know the answers to this questions
This someone knew the answers, hearing them would be like a priest hearing his own confessions
This someone wasn't a he, this someone wasn't a she
This someone was me
Emmanuel Coker Oct 2014
Dad is home again, little sister
Won't you run and hide away, little sister
He came back drunk again, little sister
I too, once felt your pain, little sister

Dad is home again, that monster
He's going up the stairs her way, to see her
He's had his way again, that monster
Now all she feels is pain, down under

Dad is home again, little sister
I already have a plan today, little sister
You see, he'll never hurt you again, that monster
I promise to keep you safe, always and forever

Close your eyes and sleep in my arms, little sister
For tonight, we sleep safe and sound with our maker.
Emmanuel Coker Oct 2014
I am committed to the cause
I have since...closed those opened doors
Rules are meant to be broken....and thus;
I won't hesitate to break those laws

I will strive to reach my goal
And maybe in the process try not to sell my soul
'cos it's been rumoured to be worth more than gold
Ionno man.....that is just what I've been told

In the name of the father, we curse people's sons
And joke with the holy spirit, as if it's any fun
I will rise to stand against the sun
And hope for my love's sake, I don't get burned
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