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Best Poems Written by Jude Chukwuemeka

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I Promise To Love You

I promise to love you
Two-four-seven
Because you are so precious
I will always slap
Your cheek with a kiss
And collide with you
In ethereal embrace

I promise you a basket
Of smiles
Every time I come home
I`ll save a smile for you
And carefully place it above
Everyday stress of work

I promise to feed your skin
With sweet caress
As much as much as you know
That I`ll never stop 
Feeding you with too many
Accolades and romantic expressions
Like I always do

I promise to give you myself
You can have all of me
From my hair to my feet
But please don`t treat me
Like your housekeeper
Or kick me off
Like your old pair of sandals
Nor put me inside your handbag

I promise you all the good
A husband can do to his wife
The A to Z of marital bliss
And I hope that you
Would always keep me
Close to your heart
Not where you will keep
This poem.

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Haiku

You knew I loved you
But you struck my heart with pain 
And left me lonely

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The Smoke

In the dark
the smoke sees
with eyes divine	
like an incense
a burnt offering
it rises with the wind
and the smoker marvels

He wakes, eats, sleeps
and longs to inhale
the sweet breath 
a nectar bud
this sanity and mirth 
inroad into sad 
melancholy

He loves to see
the smoke twirl with the wind
serene in the sky
like a god climbing
coming
coming out
to proffer another life
another fire

Stop, stop, stop
he laughs
are they talking to him?
the advertisement talks too
and his little daughter
avoids him 
everytime he is covered up
when will they appreciate
that his favourite brand
like a painkiller
is the secret escape 
from the aches and discomfort
only he can explain

Now his wife has left
and the doctor says
his lung is darkening
his breath is stained
his blood burns black
lung cancer
or ulcer?
But can it be real
if his palate seek
a fresh taste of the stick?


And now his eyes 
are sinking sockets
now the skin starts 
to fall away
some acute disease?
What`s the use of worrying
the better for him 
to dedicate his whole life
to cigarette smoke till there is
no more breath
no more life in his bones
no more sweet incense 
to inhale

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Song of An Ancient Poet

I live in bliss, Ising with thee
In faith and hope I sing and pray
When day comes with dew on the lea
In faith and hope I sing and pray

Oft in prayers I lift my palms
In winter`s cold or summer`s heat
Under shades I lift my voice in psalms
At home and on the open street

To the graveside dirge voices lend
O the cadence itself is life
On which my hollow heart must mend
Dreary notes like cuts of a knife

The soft wind blow a cottage hymn
A thicket bird for twilight tweet
Where once all was quiet  and grim
They seem to me a splendid treat

My prime is done and gone with age
December`s end quickens no sigh
Nor baneful tears to quench her rage
My path is bliss `tis not a lie

The husking darkness clouds my sight
A blanket doom waits not for me
I sleep but shall wake to find light
Break the mountain waves of the sea

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Mother To Son

No child, do not think I hate you
When I hit you with the rod.
Not that I am wilder than our wildest mothers
Or hate to see you play,pick or pluck
Sweet pleasure with your hands.
Do not admire those who do the drugs
And taking too much drink, take their own wits.
You cannot afford to be at a standstill
Like those who watch and wait 
For the wings of chance.

When all is harsh around and about
When your mates mark and make their way
You cannot afford to be at a standstill!
Go to school and make for yourself a man
Grow up, my little man and warm 
My heart with your wisdom.
Do not let your prime wander
And by wandering lose the way.
Seize the satchel while spring is green
For if you are shiftless or lazy,
Time shall fall frozen upon your face

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A Song For Everyone

There is a song for those who ache each day
A lullaby for every boy and girl
A smile that can take sadness away
A light that sparkles like a precious pearl.
But life itself is like an ornament,
An ardonment for those who laugh or cry
Both for those who ache with dissapointment
And for those on whom fortune smiles on high.
We can rinse each sad heart with bliss
We can live our lives without having to grope
For the triumph of success we fear to miss
We can see in each day a promise of hope.
If you heal the hurt in my heart with your song;
If with your words you give me courage
Then my thoughts and feelings will grow strong 
Then every minute, Every hour will be a privilege,
An opportunity to reflect our care,
To spread our tender hearts over those alive
And we will banish the bane in the air
And then we, in one heart and mind will revive
A lullaby for every boy and every girl,
A light that sparkles like a precious pearl.

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The Tears

In the morning I stepped out
upon a snow of tears.
I looked up at the sky
to see the clouds dropping
their share of melancholy
for Mary, Martha and Margaret
and for those left behind
by their runaway husbands.

At noon, still walking,
I turned at the noise
from a nearby window,
a battered wife weeping
the awnings of infidelity
tears hidden behind a wall.
Tears for all the women
that husbands no longer cherish,
who look out the window
Janet, Julian and Judith
let them stand for others
who hurt in silence.

At night I dreamed
of all the women slapped
shoved and thrown out
like unwanted items
hurled overboard
Amina, Amaka and Anthonia
names that reap rivers of regrets
names that answer to the call of hope
names that smile to hide the pain
and tears that run through green veins
of our mothers and sisters.

Tears flowing like dams
tears huddled up in dim caves
tears in the tiny eyes of a rose.
For no matter where I look,
there`s a woman shedding tears
somewhere in the dark.

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Love

Love is a fiend when it flirts or cheats
O how often we faze when fettered by its charm
Verily I`m flattered by its false-speaking tongue
Even now as I bid love farewell.

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The Poem I Can Not Write

Helpless I watch the last of you and me
Break apart like shingle beside the sea.
I knew we would reach the crossroads, the end;
The painful period we can not amend.
Now that I think of me running around
Times when my spirit soared sky-high, bliss-bound
My eyes on the stars and on your sweet smile;
The fool you always wanted to beguile.
And when you smile and speak those lies to me,
Too bad I was not wise enough to see
That you are the flower too fair for touch.
Though in retrospect, I had given much
Somehow I know, as you walk out of sight;
I know you are the poem I can not write.

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Familiar Friend

I hear your words in the air 
I hear it told on the street.
Your breath like a winding stair
Climbs up idle ears to meet
Lazy hearts bereft of reason,
Led along by unbridled tongues.
They speak, they spit poison
They right a wrong with two wrongs...

What are friends for if they cannot
Fill each other`s lack,
What are friends for if they cannot
Rub each other`s back?
You should have known better
That I was your circumference
When I proffered milk instead of water
When I gave you care, not in difference.

But why do you go tripping among 
Men who cannot determine the deal,
Why do think you sound like a song 
When your voice blares only an empty peal?

Time changed and you start tripping
Now that you see the table turn
You start wailing and whining
You watch your ambition burn,
But I know you will return;
I know you will come back to me
You are the river and I, the sea!
Into me you will always stream
When you are tired of your dream.