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They ask
and I answer
I don't know

"How do you not?"
and I answer
I don't know

"You are you
you must know"
But I don't know

Am I here?
Is this real?
I don't know

Am I honest?
Do I lie?
I don't know

How do you know who you are?
How do you know what is real?
What if everything is a lie?
What if you are just blind?
All I know is that I don't know
Remember me when you feel all alone,
I'm always here for you, I'll never leave you on your own.
Remember me when your heart is broke in two,
I'll always be here to pick up the pieces and heal your heart for you.
Remember me when you feel depressed, stressed or angry,
I'm always going to be by your side through it all, please believe in me. Remember me when you're confused or lost,
Because I'm always here for you no matter what the cost.
Remember me when you're feeling ill in any way,
I'll always be here to nurse you back to health any day.
Remember me after I am gone,
And just for you, I'll be sure to ask God to leave Heaven's light on.
Remember me please, don't forget,
I'll always remember you, our friendship I'll never regret.
Remember me if you're in Heaven before me,
Maybe you can guide the light for me to see.
Remember me when you don't think you can ever love again,
Because I am here waiting to love you, but I can wait 'til then.
Remember me when you feel like nobody loves you,
Just so you know that I'll always be here, forever too.









©Words of a withering soul
Remember that u are not lonely... And I'll always be there for you
The Holy Spirit dwells in you,
so you are adequately cared for,
to the glory of God.
You wax stronger by the day
and manifest the glory of God,
even in your body
and everywhere you go.
His strength he provides
when you are weak.
All your struggles he understands
and helps you get through it.
Your pain and hurts he took away.
He ever stands in the portal
of your heart in guard.
He neither sleeps nor slumber.
His love within amazes me,
it is so comforting.
The ancient one who has no
beginning or end reigns
in the castle of your heart.
Honor him for he is the king.
He is ever present, ever ready.
His comfort reassures.
Your struggles are over because
of his presence.
His love is all you need to be healed.
My heart is so grateful for this glorious treasure hidden within me.
I will always carry his presence
to affect my world.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
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What is a poet to do
when his favourite muse
faints whilst making love,
a victim of passions fuse.

To carry on regardless?
Perhaps slap her lovely cheek?
Mouth 2 mouth no tongue?
Or maybe implore her to speak?

A lesser poet
shakes her anxiously
and writes a verse about prowess and spooning.

A True poet
carries on regardless
and writes a sonnet about his muse and swooning.



© Pagan Paul (23/05/18)
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5th poem in my series Even Poets ***** Up ...
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I only write these when in the silliest of moods!
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Poems less striking,
As my thought patterns weaken
Less sleeping,
more creeping,
measuring up death and adding up my mishaps.
Doubling the moments up where I slipped up or stumbled,
Mumbling words as my soul crumbles,
Asking myself all questions
Suggestions on conceptions of miss-conceptions of pass times.
Thinking to myself why?
Why be so forgetful
Mind stumbling, as my weak stomachs rumbling
Crumbling up words,
Digesting everyone's verse
But not taking in my own
I feel like a clone of what I ones was
Mixed with satan
Contemplating
My life being taken,
Salvations passed
I'm masked
Emotions surpassed
Feelings never connected
Subjected to life's underworld
Humanly neglected, true minds speak unkind sentences
Testing my intelligence,
Rumbling words with no meaning
Subsequent healing of the ones I've broke
Poetic justice for the words that can't be rightfully spoke
Freedom of speech tarnished in my demeanour,
Ora diminished by negatives
Wanting to make a positive
But not putting the will into wanting to live
Is subsiding the love I want to give.
For the righteous ones.
I'm done.
i'd like to think that
you were just another
product of my dreams.

but the next day,
you broke my heart.

and i knew from
there that you were
real.


- and i suddenly want you to disappear from my dreams.
Without a second thought
She casts a shadow—
To reign down upon his lot,
Still waters; cold and shallow.
Struggling in her web he’s caught,
Left hanging in the gallows.
His heart—all but left to rot,
Her perception of him, fallow.

He tilled the fields of thought
With acre upon acre of roses.
Untying even the toughest knots
So loves door never closes.
He didn’t care if it were for naught,
An intrigue that never dozes,
But broke when he missed his shot,
A lonely bard in a field of roses.

She did not see him in such grace
To look past his imperfection,
Nor climbed the wall to see his place
Of fervent—lasting affection.
In a world of chatter he sat—
In eerie prolonged silence,
To love but not be loved back,
She drowned him in diffidence.
Deep depression
Hey dear!
Let's go in illusion for a while...
And will come back with answer
That we haven't imagination...
Relax... just in dream
Sleep in reality...
Tired frustrated loop of temperature
Withered rosy smile...
Cheers!!!
O dear...
Rose is there ...full of bouquet...
Let's fall in deep Love...
Where no one goes...
We will be in new adventure island...
Let's imagination...
Construct in reality
What's say?
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