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Charles Nwokoye Poem
When you are in a quandary
When nothing seems to be working
Your sweetheart wants you no more
But only through words unspoken
An attitude brings forth despondency and dismay
A payback with the blackest ingratitude
Yet, every attention is worth the trouble
Yet for every disdain a million sorrows
Free but in bondage
Inflicted by self
Happening in a cyclic fashion
The meeting point is in the pocket
All troubles put aside for one brief moment
Alas only very brief
Another stroll in the landscape of sadness
Copyright © Charles Nwokoye | Year Posted 2012
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Charles Nwokoye Poem
She is a complete woman
Filled with elegance
Trod the landscape in grace
In her presence devoid of rancour
A blessing from mother-nature
Copyright © Charles Nwokoye | Year Posted 2012
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Charles Nwokoye Poem
A moment in the island of activity and solitude
Where you have no choice but to stay a time
And then go back home and back again
Now worsened by the labourers strife
That bred the supervisors inactivity
And souls bored to tears
Suddenly a moment beside the gentle presence of loveliness
Probably feeling the same as me
A presence that has lasted for just only awhile
With delight and joy in its trail
A moment of respite that leaves us in grief
Copyright © Charles Nwokoye | Year Posted 2012
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