I may not be beautiful
But I radiate with laughter.
I may not be rich
But I haven’t resorted to begging.
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Your dream dies before you think it
Your hope lies recumbent as the refrain barely begins
You get blind when the light is to be your friend
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This sack possessed by the tenants of the earth
Traces truth the left hemisphere accommodates
Your reverence like the telekinesis that wrought awe
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You talk about doctors when the forest is there
You talk about lawyers when the devil still lives
You talk about the soldiers when the gansters surround me
You talk about oxygen when the air gives all
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Imagine the physiognomy of eternity
When the pangs of polymorphous life
Such dramatic naughtiness
And you never being made independent.
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In nightmares you’re an insignia of omen
As the child astride modernism, you‘re sophistication
To the censure of morals, you’re so obscene
Not even hypocrisy could feel guilty any more
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The more I lack the turpitude I bargain
The more I amass the more righteous I preach
The more I give the more strenuous I become
The more I think the more I flexible
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I told you I shall scour the coal
They set fire …I scoured it
Agnes, you think I shall see those tears in yours eyes?
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This fraternity your symbol rings
One on the engagement finger-two
For couples and they talk of trinity
Our image isn’t the Egyptian pyramid
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The pain in your heart only hope severs
The look in their eyes only truth betrays
The thoughts in their heart only the heart can hide
But what news has the third eyes conveyed?
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As large as the world
We scoured it for our hearts
We converged to be one
To sustaining our friendship
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Forever shall be adversity
Forever shall be panaceas
But only few would question
The habitation of panaceas.
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Season aren’t feasible
By the duress of convention
And no conclusion is without bias.
Conclusions could be geographical!
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I am Nichola Okoro from Nigeria. I have written a number of works ranging from all genres of Literature. For now I freelance with the New Nigeria Newspaper Kaduna.It's basically shortstories and I wish to publish soon.And I compose and sing clasical music.I was a teacher of English and Literature three years back.
Corduroy Heart
Heart corduroy is terse
None sings with me
The chorus shift centripetally
The wind I accused, the secret
My fuss is bliss
You deprecate
I be a penguin
Gliding to Imo
Father -
Father your amputated arm
Fuss amend
Your performance locomote like light
Meretricious fuss
To meteor
That Sunday dawn
Shelter of Christendom
Shied me away.
There -
Their unmitigated cloak,
Can’t weed like you
Domestic Assault for spouses
The sluggard!
My mellifluous M. U. S. I C
On - lookers venerate you
You can’t hear me
I see you. I revere you
A stranger commends you
He thinks I were his sister