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Sep 2018
I definitely don't understand
how to get a hold onto this
complex and dynamic
complicated and sensitive
thing that mesmerizes me.
I'm so breathless and short
of words to delve into the
heart of the one whose heart
is disturbed by the troubles of
the knots he can't untie.
How would you explore this
uncharted course of the heart.
You must be a psychic and
a clairvoyant to delve into
the habitat of the divine.
The heart is deeper than the deep,
like a deep still pond with no clue
of what lies within and nothing in
sight to give it away,
but just silence and a sense of awe.
You must have depth to
deeply go deeper than the
submarine to know
the thoughts of the heart.
This heart of mine
is a thunderbolt and
I'm so powerfully pulled inwardly
on my quest to make it right.
Knowing that I am nothing
but just a dreamer meddling
with something so profoundly different.
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Emeka Mokeme
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Emeka Mokeme  M/Nigeria
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