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The Birds fly away
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Rejoice: I’m an Uncle!
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Musing: Easter
Greater love has no one than this, that someone lay down his life for his friends… John 15.13 WorldEnglishBible Easter signifies love and care The festivities rent the airs And now we all love and share For Christ came and died for man Bringing mercies unknown to men From Divine stores, made in Heaven To…
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Musing: Made for you
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In you I see Gods beauty
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Psalm: The Stream flows…
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I am: Three poems of Okechukwu Iroegbu
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My Momi’s day
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Musing: I wonder
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Yesu, my love
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March
After the rains… The white clouds come forth The wetness settle on all Behind the quiet little huts Pots are filled with the waters Which the rain has brought And still the rain drops fall From the vertex of rooftops Whose head hung proudly The roads are muddy and slippery, Fine sand particles washed away,…
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Musing: To a Future…
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A duel inside
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Power of Love
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My Musing: February 11
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The last night dance
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Haiku: Farewell
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Little seed
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Freedom
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Beautiful Dreams from Heaven
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To Love…
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A Lovers Tale
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A Muse: Arise, my Sunshine
Goodmorning my sunshine Should I let the curtains open To let the suns warmth reach us? See the sun rise fast above the clouds From the silhouettes of caves she rises Showing herself in between two cliffs Painting the grey land gold; There is smell of burning grass Come from farms awaiting the suns heat…
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Take me there
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Your Smiles
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Hold my hands
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Christmas
How happy the day ended And now the stars glitter in the night With laughters of joy resounding about While up the hills, the grass burn How joyful the hugs and smiles are From loved ones and friends And the entire acquiantance made As celebrations and festivities abound Now the birth of our Lord, Christ…
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Festive Season
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Musing: Longing for thee
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Umudinja
Tonight, reminds me of thee motherland Thee land of great forests and men! Of streams and vast farmlands! The home of the Cashew and the Palm The scenery of Mother Natures beauty A painted work, done only by Nature herself Great hills and vales surround thee Oh how love flows when you are remembered All…
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My Lover
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Kpe’re in the Harmattan
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Musing: If Love
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What do you see in Poetry?
Every morning comes the fever The fever for an adventure Come from writing and love Waltzing blue inked pen, full of life * And when poetry was first made God sent it down to Linguists Saying “What do you see?” They raised their brows quietly Mincing words, struggling to find the description Poetry was then…
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Muse: A love poem
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Two Poems for love
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Amazing she
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Haiku: Vain
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Haiku: Love
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The Kiss
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Haiku: Frail bones
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Muse: This Night
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Musing: The Love I have
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Wonder says I
15.10.08 If men were to create themselves Then mirrors shall become gladiatory arenas And the Earth, an epitome of cruelty If ants could build skyscrapers Though centuries it must take Yet it would portray Natures wisdom If crocodiles were to be executioners In moments crooks become stories But for criminals there would be none If…
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Muse: Out in the Sunshine
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Haiku: Love
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Who I Love
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Lost Love
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Haiku: To A Heart That Beats My Rhythm