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By Jennifersoter Ezewi

It drops daily like an oil
full of sweet fragrance and blossoms made in heaven

Lingering on the sofa of the
seraphic heart of mine
with ardent reception on a
daily basis

Screaming peace and love
to mankind;
Expressing the ***** of sagacity

As the wind of mirth writes
on the sand of time.

Your love is evergreen
and unremitting,
assured in the midst of storm
conniving the peace of all ages.

My love for you
is made in heaven
because you invented it
in a garden and commanded
me to do so.
you taught me how to love you as My Father,
Trust you beyond measure
And stand with my hands lifted up.
This poem showcases God's unfailing love for mankind which is being appreciated by those who knows the worth like the narrator.

Published on social media on 2nd April, 2017 by me.
By Jennifersoter Ezewi

She is beautiful
When her knees gives you
Direction.

She is beautiful
When the words of her mouth
Keeps you calm.

She is beautiful
When the look of her
Embroidery keeps you warm.

She is beautiful
When her smiles
Makes you comfortable.

She is beautiful
When her compelling force
Gives you peace.

She is beautiful
When the steps she takes
Honours your name.

She is beautiful
When the smoke around her
Keeps her refined.

She is beautiful
When her actions keeps her Attracted.

She is beautiful
When the fire in her eyes Quenches your worries.

She is beautiful
When you declare her
Beautiful.
This poem declares the true beauty of a woman.
By Jennifersoter Ezewi

They are like skin
Which shines at the presence
Of nourishment
And becomes malnourished
At the presence of lack.

They are like the brain
Which portrays brilliance
At the place of knowledge
And becomes dull
At the place of ignorance.

They wish to be polished
But don't have the means;
They wish to know
But don't know how to go
About it.

They hunger and thirst
For intake
But couldn't afford the bills;
They parade on rags
But couldn't apportion blames.

They can only beg at - will
As ones that needs your help:
Don't laugh at them;
Don't despise them
Because they were not
opportune.

They are here:
They live around you;
Speak around you,
Frown around you
And yet, smiles around you.

Don't laugh at them
Because they were not
opportune:
They can only get better by
your help
And can only sound better by
your support.
This poem advocates for the poor masses who craves to be educated but couldn't afford the fees.
It was published on social media on 17th of October, 2015 by me and sent to Hello Poetry on 19th of February, 2017 for invite.
By Jennifersoter Ezewi

I found a place:
Where plagiarism fears its
license.

A place where works attracts
its audience.

It is a place of publicity:
Where reviews encourage its
own.
The assemblage of legends.

It is a place of refuge:
Where works standout.
A place of honour:
Where applause exchange
glances.

It is the latest place:
A very safe place
Wherein we say 'hello!'
This poem is all about Hello Poetry and the convergence of these great writers.
By Jennifersoter Ezewi

When the elders decides
to bury their young,
Who will bury them?

When the beautiful lives
they could not create sleeps
at the expense of their orders
Who will applaud them?

Is there a position far-fetched
from listening?
Why is the irate crowd not pacified?

Why are there loss of lives
in the midst of non-violence?

Who gave a ****** order
when peace should be still?
Are there no more rooms for dialogues?

Kings oh kings!
Don't cast your young to the
beyond
Because they are your future:
They wish to learn from you;
They wish to be proud of you.
By Jennifersoter Ezewi

The Gospel knocks
On the doors of willingness
Seeking to ameliorate fear
Of all kinds.

He rings the bell of freedom
Exonerating the willing signs
From the trial of guilt - ridden
Near or far.

The voice of melody
Infused with the message of
Acquaintance and bitter truth
Crying out loud!

Celebrate the reason for this topic
In the midst of madness
Spreading the virus of
Change.

Upon his miracles
Lies the doom of affliction
And enchantments of the
Unknown craves.

Celebrate his agents on the honour of his carriage
Winning wars with neither bullets ricochetting off points
Nor guns filled with
Natural sabotage.

Crazy has he gone with his presentations
Showcasing mysteries with the
Soundness of fruitful agility
Making waves.

Crazy is evergreen on topics
Hitting the drums of the percussionists
With joyful glance
Never to cease from crazy topics.
By Jennifersoter Ezewi

I have given you the authorization
To operate at - will
In other to use any word
of your choice;
Scoop any form you wish
And portray your desired effective topics.

Standing by you
Is my aura which gives you
The power to manifest.

I am poetic
But very disseminating.
I harbour to purvey at
The door steps of the needy.

Stand firm in your creation
Because I am your excuse.
I have given you all the permission you need.
Don't waver.

I am poetic and licensing:
I have risen to back you up.
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