Husky whispers
of her voice
resounding with
the echoes
of the cave.
She sounded so
close but yet
so faraway.
The whisk of
her scent
i caught.
Moving down
the lane quickly
to find her.
The breeze
blowing to bring
her scent to
my senses.
She smells
of jasmine and
of lilac.
Whiffed like a
hunting dog
i hurried faster
to get her.
Confident of
my steps on
the narrow path,
i steadied my
self on the
willow tree.
Bracing myself,
i ran down
the ***** towards
the west end
of the valley
where she lay
down as if sleeping,
i picked her up
not minding the
wet velvet red
gown on her.
She may be royal
because of the
golden bracelet and
the signet gold ring
on her finger.
A sigh of
relief she muttered
as she held
so tightly
onto my shoulders.
And up
i went towards
the hills to
get her home.
As the trickling
rain shower woke
the sleeping beauty.
Quietly she opened
a beautiful yet
veiled face and
peeped at me
for the first time
through the dark wet
hair that stuck
on her face.
With a subtle smile
on her face,
she gazed up
at me and
her lips moved,
she whispered softly,
as she says,
thank you.
And that is enough.
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She said she
comes in peace
but she means
business.
But how can
this be,
since this business
of peace is
war over victory
of the love
in my heart.
My heart can
never be won
by any brutal
means or force,
not even
manipulation
or persuasion.
It can only
be yours by
my wilful
reciprocation
of genuine love.
It can only  
yield and be
won when you
come with love.
It's only that
kind of love
that makes me
do silly things.
Come with
tenderness into
my heart to
reassure me of
your love.
No struggle is
needed to get it.
It is yours
but you have
to earn it.
Try to get
it and claim
it as yours
if you can.
I am willing.
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Since there is
nothing i do
that brings happiness
to your heart.
Even though i tried
but you never
opened up your
heart fully to
accept me.
Only to belittle
and cut me down.
At your feet
is not where
i am meant to be.
With you
i don't feel fulfilled.
Of what purpose then
is this waste,
besides my presence
is not honored and
meant nothing to you.
I have no place
or meaning
in your heart.
You are always angry
about everything,
always complaining
about this and that,
about what i do
and don't do
that ****** you off.
Is there then nothing
i do that makes
you feel good.
Maybe i am
your demon but
i am also
someone's angel.
Am a light
in their tunnel.
Like the air,
without me,
they can't breath.
And since
i have become
your unnecessary
annoyance,
why are you
still hanging around me.
Can't you see,
we are not
seeing eye to eye.
I sincerely don't
want to follow
the path you
choose to walk,
and i refuse
to be that
sinner you want
me to be,  
it is of darkness.
Don't you see
i am like
a butterfly,
happy and dancing
in the wind.
I love the rain
and i love
the quiet path
I've chosen for myself.
None of these
makes you happy,
I'm gone with the wind.
I need to
walk away from
your barrages and
bad temper because
it is ruining
my happy life.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Gleaning the garden
for the leftovers
is like gleaning
the whole world
for the fruits
to the tree of life.
To survive in
this down world
is a fight
of the fittest.
To ask the
lions to be
fair and have
pity on the
gazelle means
starvation for the
whole pride.
It is in
the natural order
of things
to survive by
any means necessary.
To accuse
the cow of
eating the grass
means death.
To accuse
man of eating
vegetables means
extinction of mankind.
To survive,
something must die
for you to live.
Everything you consume
must die
to give you life.
To ask the
whales to stop
soiling and drinking
All the waters
just because
you are thirsty
or to stop
messing up the oceans
because of you
is really laughable.
Everything created has
their place in
the natural scheme
of things
including you.
As something are
meal for you,
even so you
will someday
become a
meal for something.
And the circle
continues.
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My desire is to know you.
All I ever want is you.
Draw me to the father
Holy Spirit divine.
Let your Word be made
alive in me.
Cause my heart to be
obedient to your spirit,
that my joy may be full.
I yield myself to you.
Have your way with me.
Let me be worthy
to carry your presence
to impact and affect the world,
that they may know
your existence and love.
Let your power glory pervade
the universe to cause
all your creations to bow
to your supremacy as king
of our castle.
Let your love already shed
in our hearts touch the hardness
and wickedness of man,
change lives and bring succour
to our ways of living.
Let it manifest to the darkness
in our lives to illuminate our paths.
Bring your peace to your people
and cause them to remember
and know that you are God.
This is my desire.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Whosoever doubts you
will be dumbfounded
by your astuteness.
They will never
understand the way
of the wind
or the way
the river flows.
The way of
the honey bees
will confound them.
Neither will they
understand the pleasure
of a man
who has lost
his direction in
the wilderness and
to suddenly find
his way out
of the middle
of nowhere.
Keep your whole
life low keyed
and let people
assume incorrectly
about you.
It will keep
them busy in
advertising you.
The strength of
silence over
catastrophic indexes
are infinitely infectious.
No kind of force,
and absolutely nothing
can withstand anything
whose time has come.
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Beautiful you,
beautiful life
in a beautiful world.
Like a beautiful flower
she adorned the beautiful
garden of my heart.
Beautiful damsel
with a beautiful smile,
dancing beautifully,
full of grace.
I'm liking her presence.
She's so sweet and lovely.
Immaculately beautiful to behold.
Her innocence radiates
like the moon crescent,
her incandescence
is a mystery to me.
Full of intriguing mesmerizing awe,
captivating in all ways.
Beautiful and breathtaking.
Crafted and woven magnificently
with a subtle touch.
She's so endearing to behold.
Soft in nature and thoughtful In manners.
Easy to placate with a forgiven heart.
A woman of substance and
a valued and treasured friend.
My friendly lover and my most
loveliest friend.
The Only Cherished Honored Immaculate one.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

She never really cared
but I was on fire for her.
Today I Stop setting myself
on fire for people who will sit back
and watch me burn.
Cruelty is wrought on her.
Pretending to be religious,
but wolf in sheep skin.
Tells the tale of all
the rich men she knows,
said she's not after material things,
Self-righteousness she carries about.
Known to all the men
of riches and influence.
None she settled down with.
Always giving excuses on
why she can't be with anyone.
She demands to be helped
on her own terms,
without sacrificing anything.
Life has a lot of lessons to teach,
she didn't learn anything
from the experience of living.
Life is about give and take.
What you sow, you reap.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Days passed before
my tired eyes
with their
incessant activities.
Moon and the
night came to
quite my eyes
to rest my
tired body and
rejuvenate my being.
Spring is here
to awaken and refresh
everything once asleep.
To enjoy the
rain and prepare
for summer.
Summer is here
again at last,
it comes to
bring vitality
into the spirit.
And here comes
the beautiful autumn,
reminding me once
again to start
packing for the
fall where subtle
changes affects
and brings gladness
and beauty.
Welcome the winter,
and it's brightness.
A part of the
world in a
world of its own.
Nature at its beauty,
displayed before
my very eyes.
Here nature is
born again.
Glistering on the
rooftop,
a speck of
the snow flecks,
resonating with
beauty of the
shimmering sun.
A time to
hibernate and to
reflect on all
that have passed,
and waiting for
the spring once
again to come.
Going around in
circles of life,
nights and days
came to pass
in line with nature.
I lived another
circle of existence,  
another beginning
of another year
filled with love
for all that exists.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

I am now healed
because I lavishly love.
Caring for your care
opened up my heart to
know how you feel within
by reason of what you do.
Beautiful is the heart that
can love again even when
you are bruised by those
who suppose to lift you up.
The hurtful way they treated
you shows how dark their
hearts are hardened by the
troubles all around them.
Do forgive them for their
ignorance.
Show them love and let them
see the power of love and
compassion and forgiveness.
Never forget how much God
loved you and show and share it.
Don't ever underestimate the
power of love and forgiveness.
Love is the ultimate thing
and it must triumph.
Reach out you must to others
and love deeply from your heart
for you are the extension of your
neighbor who unwittingly is yourself.
**** the ego and selfish pride and
embrace that which endears your heart.
Something must die within us for you
to let someone else in to live love.
Never forget that.
Show some love,
will you?
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

I just wonder who
is to blame for this
unfortunate difficult
stormy problems all
around us.
The situations have not
changed at all.
Those who are affected
cannot afford the high
cost of living in the country.
They are at the mercy of the
handouts given to them.
With tears in their eyes
they beg for alms daily,
they ask for help so they
can survive for another day.
The risk of staying back is
suicidal because of too much
bombardment and gunshots
and killings of the indigenes.
Women and children are not
left out.
They are the most vulnerable,
they are sick and tired,
confused and hungry,
hopeless and helpless,
with no rescue in sight for now.
Abandoned as if they are of
no use anymore.
They feel expendable and disposable.
No one seems to remember them.
They are now like the forgotten
earthen ***,
Worn out and of no use.
Remember that someday you may
end up like them.
What happened to them can happen
to anyone including you.
Offer and render whatever help that
you can to alleviate their situation.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

The color in
the world effects
my mood and
my being.
Everything is not
just black and
white though.
I like black,
and i also
like white,  
when black and
white intertwined,
a fusion out
of another is
not only a
mysterious essence
of beauty but
a hint of
pure color of
beautiful gray.
All colors affects
me deeply in
an uncanny mysterious
and amazing way.
What color is
your mood today.
What is the color
of your hair.
What color of
blood does your
heart bleeds out,
there are many
shades of red though.
What color distorts
your life essence.
What is your
favorite color.
How much does
the color in
your world affects
your life to
keep the contract
of the mind.
What color,
but what is
this color anyway.
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What is love.
Tell me what 
it is and where 
can i find it.
Can you tell me,
i beg of you. 
Can't seem
to grasp it.
I know it,
but can't 
understand it.
Is it like 
the flowing river 
meandering towards 
the ocean. 
Can it be
on top of
the mountain or
the ***** of
the hills or down,
down the valley,
or beneath the
sea where the
surf searches the
sand for symbols.
Is it just 
a thought in 
my head or the
tears flowing down
my cheeks or
at the centre
of my laughter.
Is it hidden 
in the stars 
up in the sky 
or lost inside 
the wind blowing 
wherever it pleases 
or in rainfall 
cascading on rooftops. 
Is it a 
flower or in 
the fragrance of 
a rose unfolding 
within the garden.
Tell me where 
the heart of 
love is hidden.
I know it 
is shed abroad 
in our hearts
but can you 
see it.
Can you feel
the presence within,
pulsating inside 
your heart.
Is it within 
the eyes of one 
looking at the beloved 
or is it just 
a dream or 
a figment of 
the imagination. 
I just can't 
figure it out 
because once 
it hits you,
you just gotta 
fall to pieces.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

A lesson on
looking and reading
the face as a book.
Be the one
you love
because all your
secrets and struggles,
everything about you
are not hidden
but written all
over your face.
Let's face the
book and find
out what is
going on with you.
I see the
world in
your face.
You feel the
world in
your heart.
You know the
warmth of love
in your soul.
You carry within
yourself the weight
and the burden,
the pain of
the whole universe
in your life.
The imprint of
the spirit is
linked to the
extraterrestrial.
Your face is
the mirror of
which every mood,
every thought and
all that you feel,
and every phase
of your very
life and experiences
are regularly registered.
Your likes and
your dislikes,
your sorrow and joy
are revealed.
Your contentment
and your distress
are shown to
the world.
Nothing ever that
is hidden within
or without in
your persona are
all shared by
your face and
encoded in your
physiognomical changes.
Your face is
indeed a true
facebook worth reading.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

My love echoes in silence.
Only in stillness and quiet
understanding can you feel it.
It calls you to come closer
And lay your head on my heart
where it glows,
With loves ruby red on;
My heart calls you to come
forward and surrender.
To you it is due.
Come beloved,
I am waiting for you.
© 2017, Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved

Human life is molded in
the image of the Almighty.
Not by the hands of man,
but by the one who made
the heaven and the earth.
He endowed man with powers,
with the authority to have
dominion over all things created,
and to have them as food.
Human species are of a higher quality,
and not at all equal to the lower
animal kingdom.
But man is superior and made just
a little lower than the Angels.
No man can be killed for the
sake of an animal of a lower kingdom.
Animals can never take the place of any human.
They can never rule man,
that is a natural order of things.
Only a deluded mind will wipe out an entire tribe and communities for the sake of
the lost animals.
No animal ever created is to be compared to the life of a glorious man.
It can never be argued by any sane judgment or reasoned out by any rational thought.
Take away the animal in those who live like one to feel the beauty of being a human,
only then will the killing stops.
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Can you at least
hear the cries of
my heart.
Let the agonies and
anguish of my life
touch your heart.
It's calling out to
you all day long.
Can you at least
bear the burden of
this travesties and
aggression on
my soul.
How loud I tried to
call out to you,
it sounded so loud
but you couldn't
answer me.
I tried to sound
confident but my voice
came out small and
shaky then I hesitated.
Hear the cry of my soul,
you that pass me by,
my beloved,
my brother,
my sister.
In my silent tears I
reached out to you.
Stop for this moment
and help a soul out.
Listen to the last wish
of a hungry soul
with a heart so broken.
My soul calls out to you,
My heart calls out to you,
my voice calls out to you.
Don't just pass by,
do something,
anything, anyhow.
Stop for a minute,
stop for just a moment.
I know my cry touches you,
I know you heard me.
Remove your pride,
**** your ego,
let yourself to look,
even to have a glimpse
into my eyes to see
my soul is enough.
Only then will you know
my heart and understand my pain.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

The enemy in
you is yourself.
The enemy inside,
peeping within
your soul,
whispering through
your mind,
plotting his follies
in your heart.
Hidden behind
the veil and
hiding inside the wall,
he built a
self made prison wall
and fenced himself
in his dungeon
where he wrought
abominable wickedness.
And God said,
love your enemies
as yourself and
he obeyed and
loved himself
for he is
the nearest neighbor
to himself.
There is no
enemy more wicked
than your heart
and no soul
with more problems
than your mind.
Only you can
choose to be
a saint or a demon.
The key to life
and death has
been given to you
because you are
the possessor of
heaven and earth.
Speak now to
yourself aloud or
whisper softly and
quietly to your
soul to redeem
yourself from yourself.
The first and
the last enemy
to conquer is yourself.
Love yourself enough
to love others
enough like you
love yourself.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Love abducted me
for a wrong heart.
Told me to sit still
and keep quiet.
Under the raging storm,
the betrayed heart
sat just looking.
The shining phenomenon
of passion and power
overwhelmed the heart.
But the heart fooled
into love can never
understand anything right.
Life of love takes
a mystifying and
wondrous turn.
Taste of grief
is dangerous to
a beautiful mind.
For ideas of
a worst kind
begins to breed
within the innocent mind.
The heart taken over
by influx of
confusing thoughts,
maybe to partake
in tomorrows rise.
It is total madness
even for a
beautiful heart to love
a wrong person.
That's as close
as you can
get to hell.
Unimaginable.
©2020,Emeka Mokeme.

The joyful perplexing
world of puzzle
of the human
body and the
soul equally yoked
in synergy,
configured in beauty
and perfected to
be in resonance
with the universe,
woven with grace.
Welcome to the
strange deviously
difficult and incredibly
joyful world of
the human puzzled body.
Let's hunt.
Follow along and
lets lifts the
veil on one of
the world's most
complex puzzle hunts,
the body's Mystery Hunt
You can find
out for yourselves
and reveal how
puzzles can be
found in the
most unexpected places
in your own
castle of your body.
The world that
belongs to you alone,
that only world
you take along
wherever you go.
See if you can
spot the puzzles
hidden in you.
Can you ever
find it.
Just keep looking,
you'll discover how
creatively beautiful
your body is woven,
compacted and fitted,
and encased in
one body.
Two worlds beautifully
blended into one.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Stories as told
by the eyes
are numerous.
In your eyes,
are written hidden
memories of the
tales that have
to be told.
History are made
from the story
by what the
eyes have seen
in moments over
the times.
The eyes stole
my words and
i'm speechless.
My mouth is
dumbfounded and
cannot be fully
persuaded to express
all the things that
eyes have seen.
The stories the
eyes have told
are amazing.
Beautiful as it is,
it captures and
keep records of
all that confronts
its vision and view.
It penetrates everywhere
not opaque in nature,
visits the still
and the movable.
Like a movie,
translate and transcribe
into words whatsoever
it envisioned.
The eyes are
the windows to
the soul and
sees beyond the ordinary.
It awakens emotions
from deep slumber
to confess the
hidden crimes of
the soul.
Alive and ever
moving,
it tells the
tales of the
unbelievable occurrences.
The mind sees
through the eyes
before utterance can
be made by the mouth.
Whatever the eyes
sees is indelibly
impressed in the
mind.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

And it began
just like that,
free from any pressure,
just introduction and
our friendship bloomed
like a rose flower.
Yes, you it is,
Beautiful you,  
with a beautiful
alluring smile,
stolen as it were
as if from an Angel,
passionately exquisite,
she is so polished
that I have never
heard her made
a Faux pas.
She is Immaculately
beautiful.
Her beauty is supreme.
How could my
rivals not see it,
they were blinded
by her glittering
and shimmering beauty,
dazzled by its pureness,
a purity adorned with grace.
I am touched
by her decency,
moved to tears
by her softness,
with words watered
down to the tiniest detail,
beautiful to the core.
Her heart was pierced
and bleed out of any
imperfections within
but unwittingly configured,
prepared and upgraded.
We are now interwoven
and blended together in
synergy to each other
to love deeply.
Certainly heaven will
help us through this
stormy waters of life.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme.All Rights Reserved.

She lay quietly
submitted to the
warmth of my
body wrapped
so softly and
gently in my arms
feeling safe,
unperturbed by
the noise outside.
She lay asleep,
her breath so
soft on my cheek.
The flicker of
the moonlight reflects
on her face
as she lay
sleeping.
Her beauty as
if from another
sphere reminding me
the fairytale
of the mermaid.
She entangled her
leg around my
feet as if
she never wants
me to leave
her alone thereby
unwittingly forcing
me to lay
still until i
finally dozed off.
As I slept,
i dreamed of her.
I dreamt about us
playing in the garden
surrounded by beautiful
flowers and drinking
nectars from all
kinds of edible
flowers in honey water.
She looked into
my eyes to
make a toast
and as our
silver cup touched,
i woke up.
I woke up refreshed.
It was just a dream.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

Heaven graciously answers
any man who consistently
and fervently seeks the face of
God with a pure heart.
That man can never lack
anything who also gives out
what he received from
The Lord that has lavished
and sustains him with his goodness.
© 2017, Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved

There is just
something excellently
beautiful about you.
I'm so lost
without it.
Each time
i close my eyes
i remember all
those funny little
things you say
and do to me.
It still makes
my feelings want
to burst.
I'm so devastated
without your presence.
I'm here just
because of you,
can't you see
I'm just here
because of you.
I'm so done
without you,
this is the
place of bliss,
a lovely and
radiantly beautiful
place.
Real love is
born here,
a beautiful place
you left me,
i'm so speechless,
it's so stunning,
i can't even
breath or talk
to describe the
moment.
I'm so breathless
my love, help me.
It's been a while
i felt this way
about something
so profoundly
mesmerizing.
I'm so helpless,
can it ever
linger for a
little bit more.
It seems like
i'm floating in
the clouds with
my wings spread out.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

They always say
no problem,
no problem at all,
when they know,
deep down,
there's nothing
but problems
laughing in
their faces,
following them
to their bedroom.
You can detect
bitterness in their
voice of course.
Dejected and lost
if i may say.
Too proud to
really say how
they really feel.
Ready to walk
away from the
thing they want.
Wounded and
hurting within,
very secretive
and so lonely.
Never happy,
always complaining
about what you
didn't do and
what they expect
you to do.
Difficult to
placate.
Me thinks it's
a foolish pride.
But do you know
that the least
perfect person is
the perfect person.
You must lick
your vulnerability
put aside your
pride and ****
the ego to be
yourself and win
your war on love.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

When we are spiritually evolved,
some aspects of ourselves dies.
Our highest good
then emerge as we
release what no longer
has value to serve us,
vacuum is then created
for the best in us to manifest.
In that present moment,
the reality which we created
or experienced  is painful
but it does not last.
We bring In the new,
so the old can now go.
At this point,
we must yield ourselves
to the eternal realities.
We must completely
trust the Great Spirit
and stay focus in his leading.
Our inner man will be
strengthened with might
and our heart blessed
with his divine love
and we know that something
extraordinarily supernatural  
has happened inside us
to enrich our spirit.
We can now go forth in this might
as we carry his presence to affect our world
© 2017, Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved

Alluring is
the beauty of
a gorgeous goddess,
with a beautiful smile.
Her figure
like a dream.
Sleek movement
of her gait is
something to behold.
She shines like
the morning sun
and sets like
the evening.
The beautiful Sunset
and the solitary bird
seek to fly together.
Together at eventide
we can sail
towards the morning.
As the moon
and the stars
bears witness
to our love
in the dark.
The light of
divine love are
waiting for us
with immense gratitude.
To fulfill
the promise
our hearts made.
Triumphing every
circumstances that
threatens our happiness.
Love is all
that matters.
It is more
than vain glory,
It is better
than the arrogance
of riches.
It is a comforting
wealth of the heart.
It brings laughter
and solace to the soul.
Love is like
a symphony music.
Two hearts in
love dance together.
He who has
love is wealthy.
Abundance and
grace easily floats
towards him.
Love it is.
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Is it not
amazing and
truly beautiful
to you that
I am so
blessed to have
you in my life.
I love the
way you do me,
and the way
you make me feel.
You are a
special gem,
valued and treasured.
Truly cherished.
A love to  
be desired always.
My darling dear.
Can anything be
as sweet and
lovely my dear
than this very
special moment
together with you now.
Let's not mind
if we reach
the shore or not.
This moment
right here and
right now is
truly more than enough.
I appreciate you,
special one.
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The problem of
my skin colour
has become the
problem generally.
The politics of
my skin colour has
really eaten dangerously
deep inside their heart.
A whiplash against
my chocolate skin is
really humiliating.
They say I'm black
but no,
I'm chocolate.
It haunts them
in their night.
The white against
chocolate and
chocolate against white.
Anarchy has set in
at their backyard.
It made me
become a mark
eligible for elimination.
They can't even
really decimate me,
their touch is
like the sweetness
of the scratch
of an itch.
Everywhere i go
there's trouble because
of my skin colour.
They can't wipe
the color off
my skin,
it is of royalty
and the stamp
of the immortals.
They say I'm
the ***** one
from the dark world.
But why am i
the favourite of
the gods.
I can't hide
from my skin colour,
even nature favoured me
because that's what
and who I am.
I felt like
I'm not worthy
of my being
but life pulsates
within me.
There is so
much segregation
that didn't make
sense to me.
But they still
hang around me.  
I didn't understand it,
that's why
i walked away
from their home
without nothing.
Yet they claimed
to seek me.
The called me
an illegal alien.
Yet they illegally
enslave me.
I lost my
sense of self.
My inside know
I'm not lost.
My skin colour has
become a problem
for them.
But they can't
do without me.
If you take away
my skin color,
what is wrong with me.
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Natural expression
of burning love
exude from the
heart and engulfed
my soul with
such great force,
power and strength
with the ability
to overtake
my being and
override my
past mistakes
as it pleases.
With dexterousness,
thus pointing a
way towards a
new lifestyle,
with emotional warmth.
Like a beautiful
flower blossoming,
love sprouts again
in my heart.
But the cloud
of darkness
of the emotional
wound from the
past hurts that
still hovers is
healed but not forgotten.
Love is born again
in my heart
and the light
of love with
its exuberant life
has returned to
finally dwell in
its abandoned castle.
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I smile because
the sun shines,
and I shine,
and you shine,
and everyone and
everything shines.
My heart and
my soul rejoiced
with love to show
my gratitude to life.
There's music in
the air if you
can only listen,
there's poetry
in the heart,
if you can
stay still to hear it,
there's beauty in
the universe,
if you can only
just but look.
Because everything
like the butterfly
seems to dance,
our lives in slow
motion filters away
before us dancing.
Life, this life will
always carry you
along if only
you participate.
Just like the one
swimming in the ocean,
you only get drowned
when you are weak
and don't swim,
even so you become
irrelevant in the
scheme of things
when you don't
fully get involved
in the business of living.
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As you grow
and bloom,
sturdy like a tree,
you are constant
in your love,
and not fickle
And flowing like
the stream,
meandering towards
the ocean,
you have always
been there for me.
Like the morning sun,
you shine,
so bright and beautiful.
Sublime and subtle
just like the
full moon,
you illuminates
even the darkest
days of a
burdened heart.
Strong hearted,
beautiful and divine,
filled with love
and life,
you mesmerize
anyone that comes
to your sphere.
Even as the
blooming sunflower
represents vigorous
vitality,
you also represent
everything that
makes up beauty.
Even as the fish
constantly swims
and never sleeps,
you constantly hover
around and worry
over me.
Like the mother hen
protect and
cover her chicks,
you hide me
under your pavilions.
I feel safe with you.
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I see in
your eyes all
those things
you wished
that you had,
and the pain
they caused you.
I see in
your face the
longings you
craved for and
the hurts they
created in your
tender heart.
I know how
all of it
makes you feel.
I know the
thunderstorms
will abate,
i know the
rain will eventually
definitely always
cease and disappear,
I know that
the seasons will
come and pass
but i also
know that the
ocean can never
stop flowing or
run dry,
and i know
that the mountains
and the hills
will always
confront us and
never be moved.
But I know
that your heart
will always heal
and love will
always find you.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

I would that
i hung in
the air without
a thread holding
me to it,
just like the moon.
And run the
race around
the world,
like the earth.
I want to
walk down from
the sky in seasons,
like the rain
and the snow.
And flow with
freedom to
anywhere i wish,
like the river.
To be fair
like food crops
that is seasonal,
with their types
of colors and shapes,
to give different
tastes of many
sides of love.
Where are you
hiding my love,
you that knows
my heart and
soul and knows
how i feel,
come now to
rekindle the flame
of love divine
in my heart
and possess it
as your very own.
Wish i like
the stars you like,
and nights bright light.
To sit up
all night long
with you watching
the dark turn
into day.
I would give
anything just
to find such
a one.
The only one
my soul desire.
Appear from behind
the veil to
soothe and comfort
the heart that waits.
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Loneliness is here again,
smiling to my face to mock me.
It's presence is so chilling,
you can almost hear it's breath.
Sending the chills down my spine.
Who can take it away from me?
Connect me to the one who
has the power to
quiet my heart to this
overwhelming emptiness.
The pressure of it's presence
is almost consuming me.
It's foul breath stanching my nostrils
I almost choked.
I can feel it within wrapping
it's arms around me.
But the comfort of the
Holy Spirit can do wonders.
He is the only one
who settles all things.
His presence within heals.
The warmth of his unfolding
embrace is soothing,
he subtly nudged
this yoke away,
like the gate of brass,
breaking it's jaw with
his anointing presence.
This loneliness folded
his mat like the proverbial
Arabs in the lonely desert,
quietly in silence flee
with shame unnoticed
from my presence.
And now my heart is
eternally forever grateful.
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The movie from
yesterday still
plays in the
screen of my
inner vision.
Even though now,
that room in
my heart is
still empty.  
The things that
happened in that
moment years ago
was indescribably
different and
beautiful.
It was like
we were on
another planet.
It was unimaginably
unspeakable
to describe.
Like i don't
want to wake up
from that dream.
Today i relieved
that beautiful moment
of yesterday.
It's still alive
in my heart
and soul.
Like a dormant
volcano that
erupts with a burst,
my emotions flooded
out and melts
everything it touches.
Leaving a silhouette
and shadows of
the things casts
along its path.
Wonderful in itself
with a subtle
divine tone,
it blends beautifully
with love and
grace.
It has a
divine glow.
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Life is like
an egg,
simple and
extraordinarily
beautiful.
But first ask
yourself what gain
has living in
the past
brought you.
Except for the
euphoria or
pain and anxiety
it brings.
All are illusions.
Sometimes you
understand without
knowing and sometimes
you just know
without understanding.
All depends on
the platform of
individual comprehension.
In this present moment,
be awakened.
Waisting a lot
of time catching
your breath from
struggles of the past,
and anticipating of
the future you
have not previously
prepared for,
instead of living
fully in the
present moment.
There is no
right or wrong
perception,
both are alright.
It is still
your choice.
Life has an
explanation for existence,
that's the whole
mystery buried in
the present moment.
Like a dream,
it becomes elusive
when you can't
decipher or find
it operational in
your present moment.
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This mysterious night
brings magic alive
as we watch it
pass before our eyes,
ushering in something
extraordinary into
the universe.
Night is beautiful
although danger lurks
inside it.
Horror and beauty
mingles and blends
together always in
synergy within the
depths of the night.
Subtly with effortless
effort,
the night with
love pours into
the cup of life
the light,
and the darkness,
and with kindness
equally filtering
and separating
darkness into light.
At night is
when the night
crawlers haunt,
their eyes adapted
to that sphere
to see better
beyond our
optical visions.
But the strong
silence of its
solitude beckons.
To it's presence
our being embraced,
to restore and refresh,
soothe and to heal
our tired body.
With its hypnotic
calmness it puts
our being to sleep.
There's is magic
at night time,
a wonder to behold,
displayed by nature
for us to
adore the mystery
of the earth.
Out of the dark,
the light emerged.
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Enjoy the
beauty of the
stars at night.
The heavens
brought them out
to cheer you up.
Ahhh,
the moon
did not slumber,
there it keeps
watch,
standing as witness.
The beauty
of the sky,
like the mood,
can be boundless.
No need to
be afraid or feel
harassed by the
influence of the
dark spooky spirits
of the underworld.
Harmless,
they ignore you
and go about
their enormous daily
tasks without
interruption.
Who would
have thought that
nature would be
so mindful of me.
I am nothing
in this great
ocean but i
am something
that it desires.
But i am
that kind of
person waiting for
the morning to
appear again.
The stars are
still up there,
they never sleeps
though hidden within
the bright blue sky,
peeping down through
the brightness
of the sun,
monitoring every
of your activities.
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Crying is how your body
speaks when your mouth
can't explain the pain you feel.
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A fresh start
for all of us
to love more,
do more,
to act more,
strategize more,
learn new ways
of doing things,
learn new trade,
acquire new skills,
upgrade yourselves,
migrate and relocate
to new environment,
move away from
things that didn't work,
invest in our growth,
add value to our lives,
help change our
priorities.
Explore new frontier
and horizon.
Another new dawn
emerged for another
beginning of
something uniquely
magnificently new.
A dream is born,
a desire to
accomplish something,
sprouts in the heart,
a promise comes true.
A vision manifests,
new arrangement of
something occurs.
The change we
always wanted
level up with us.
Aspirations are forged.
Challenges are confronted.
New goal begins
in earnest.
The culmination of
the past efforts
and projects begin
to yield results.
We want to
stay focused with
determination to get
things done.
We plan not
to fail or faint,
forget not to
plan or we faint.
New paths are
forged because we
are the pathfinders.
May God's love
unveiled by his
Spirit shield you,
protect and bless you.
May the road
arise to meet you,
may the wind
be behind you,
the rain wet your path,
may the wheel
of fortune turn
in your favour.
May grace and
the kindness of
individuals surround you.
May it's breast
satisfy you and
may you find
peace in its *****.
Embrace it with gladness,
it is yours to take.
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You darkness,
can you see
the light approach.
It's glittering
glowing glory
outshines your
gloomy face.
The darkness
softly creeping
into my space.
Forgot your seeds
on the bedside
while I'm sleeping.
The inner light
from the other
side of the galaxy
will shine through
to shift your
presence away.
Now i know
you are weak,
your darkness
cannot stand
the light,
even the flicker
makes you
disappear.
Moments ago,
you threatened
for a while
but gave up
your grip
as the glorious
light shines forth.
You can never
plant your seed
in my soul
for the brightness
of it's incandescence
will choke it.
Hidden by the
corners of our
brightness and hope,
there is darkness.
Even within the
depths of our
hopelessness and
darkness there
is always light
within waiting
to shine forth.
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Everything is
good and
perfect in nature
and creation.
The Almighty
cannot and
do not make
mistakes.
You are not
junk or imperfect,
actually you
are completely
perfect in him.
This lonely man,
you sad woman,
torn between
the two worlds
of their gender.
Trapped in
a female body,
but a male.
Or that man,
so stuck in
a male body,
but a female,
trying to discover
the truth.
So confused.
Does that
make it wrong,
or right.
It doesn't exist,
only opposites
and besides
it doesn't
really matter.
Both are
working so
perfectly in
synergy to
bring balance
into our lives.
But for the
light to shine
so bright and
beautiful,
there must be
presence of
the darkness.
They are the
broken victims
of their gender.
Her real roots
are *******
in creation.
Wild woman,
sad man,
drowning in
two worlds.
Can they ever
really adjust.
So confused
with a quiet
tears on the inside,
and a silent cry
on the outside.
Their brokenness
and their confusion
you cannot fathom.
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Your heart is just
so too beautiful,
i want to
be a part
of your cloud.
Not lagging or
drenched by the
ugliness of a
bad weather.
Driven out of
the hole like
a rabbit running
from a wildfire.
Like the bird
flying away in
a hurry from
the tempest sky,
would i have
a place to
perch in your
beautiful heart.
Like a beautiful
red herring tossed
out of the water,
can i at least
get a chance
to live again.
Can i get
a moment to
snuggle up with
you and take
a cup of
marshmallows in
hot chocolate on
this cold lonely night.
Let me be
the gentle breeze,
soothing and calming
to your frail
tired soul.
Let me into
your presence
as an acolyte
to tend your
inner temple,
i won't disturb
your quiet moments.
Just take a
chance on me,
don't you believe
I'm worth the risk.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

What you only
needed is just
five minutes of
peace when your
body is infested
by those itchy
crazy worldly
worms crawling
all over when
they come.
Just listen to
your heart beats,
they tell you
that you are
still alive.
Listen to
yourself instead
of the world
and your problems
if you just
want to peace
out a bit.
Why are chickens
so much more
than brain birds.
Chickens,
like many
other animals,
are resplendently
different from
one another.
They can be
therapy birds,
worried mothers,
helpful friends,
impressive memorizers.
The clear capsule
start dissolving
as soon as
it is immersed
in a quiet
pool water.
So are your
problems dissolved
in thin air
when you let
them go.
Cease to worry
about those things,
they are like
ants that crawls
all over you
when you make
a softened butter
creamed with sugar
and paste on your
skin as cream.
It's just a
party dance invitation
to the ants.
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Enfold me in
your warm embrace
with passion and
pleasure.
Delight in the
whispers of the
immortal voice.
You must give
everything to
make you as
beautiful as the
dreams that dance
in your imagination.
Like the illusion
of magic into
the world beyond
to see the
world of mortals
and immortals.
You who can
dance with me
to the music
of the fairy
spirits in the wind,
come let's dance
and be merry.
With the breathe
of the immortal,
the fire burns
within to erotically
penetrate the spine
through the Yoni,
sending you to
the inner temple
where everything else,
even the stony
hearts melts.
Don't ever let
anyone enter
your inner chamber
without love.
You are
my treasure and
my pleasure.
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However long it takes,
The dawn will always come,
And that will be my turning point.
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There is only
one thing that
my heart ever
wanted and desired.
Something very special
and simply so sweet
that it craves for.
The only thing i
could give myself to,
something that i
ever yearn for.
And this is it,
that I'll never
be consumed by
the love of
someone who yearn
to occupy and
possess my heart,
the giver of love,
a lover of my heart
more than by
the love of the self,
that emanates
from my soul.
Self love is beautiful,
it's definitely the
true beginning of love.
To cherish yourself
opens up the door
to the inner temple.
It takes you
to the sacred corner
of your sanctuary
within your heart
where the candle light
of divine love is lit.
From here,
the showers of rain,
falls softly to wet
the rose of your
inner garden to quietly
unfold tenderly
to bring bliss
and loveliness to
your beautiful soul.
It causes the dews
of love to descend
upon your heart.
And even ignite
the moonlight of love
to shine on your path,
engage and magnetise
your whole being to
be in sync with love.
And boom!,
the true beauty
of love blooms.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.

Will you walk
with me for
the rest of
your life.
It will take us
a lifetime to
climb to this
mountaintop.
A great walk
together to be
remembered for the
rest of our lives.
It is a
beautiful walk that
never tires you out.
A great walk that
let us explore
the darkness and
the Valley of
our heart and
help us to
find the light
in our love,
and the mountains
and hills of different
segments of our
lives that teaches us
how to safely circumvent
and walk around
our differences,
and understand
the depth of
our illusions and
enlightenment.
A great walk
of faith into
the deep end
of love that
ushers in joy
and gladness.
A walk with
its own complicated
and complex jigsaw
arrangements.
A walk that
let us confront
our vulnerability
and humanness.
Will you still
walk with me my love.
Together we can
fight anything that
threatens our happiness.
Finally at the
end of our days,
when we are
grey with wrinkles
we can joyfully
say we did it.
Will you walk
with me my love.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme.