Long Apparels Poems

To the bride of Christ I pen this letter.

Aya Jesu
Nwanyi Chineke.

I see you wobbling your feet lazily.
Blissfully content with the comfort of this world.
Forgetting you were sent on an errand.
For this world remains a marketplace....

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Though out of breath,
she ran through the crowd
Muscles contorting,
showing her determination and strength
"I can't wait to show him off" she thought out a loud
The sisters would be green with envy
I will show them
yes! Gato can...

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My wallet,
Made of shining black leather.
I bought it a decade ago,
From a Lacoste shop.
It fitted well in the rear pockets
Of my blue denims.
It was happy,
Stuffed and loaded with notes,
Of different strengths.
It even looked overjoyed when
I...

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“You won’t be satisfied’
	-That was the voice i heard
and i turned the pages of the manuscript,
one by one;
and it featured the pearls impreganted to them
	turning gold
       dissecting the conglomeration...

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In the part tonight 
all the eminent guests arrived
with their best apparels on,
full of illimitable mirth.

The assembly hall danced
with the fragrances of the deodorant;
cheer lightening their faces,
smiles lessening their age
and every new entrant
being treated warmly...

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People should be treated
First as humans 
Before anything else.

I take you as you are
But first as human.

For we were first humans
Before we became all-what-not
That we have become today.

So I would be glad 
To be treated...

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Tick... Tock... Tick... Tock,
the flying bird hits a rock.
Black apparels
grace the ting of dangling bells.
Faded emotion, the atmosphere sells.
Ashes and cremation; worthless pearls.
Lids kiss.
Reeds diss.
The log is laid.
A perfect box was made.
Last wishes, we prayed.
Endless...

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              In the frozen grip of winter's chaperone,
     Cinderella gets walzted in like a dirty faced hussy.
 ...

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Nineteen months has passed since I did a step..
A step to attain one of my dreams..
Rumored as the land of "Just dime or penny"..
Talked as a land of so much strict Rules..

Rials their stable currency.
Oil...

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The evening party
The day of party is quite delicious
In a way munching and swallowing
Ladies with embellished apparels roaming
Making the polished  laurels highly jealous
We reached the place thriving and throbing
Inside the tummy feels sounding
The head...

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Lovely dreams; purple caribous and pink giraffes amid marvels placebo cycles....

Twineful fertile world always trying to inject its truisms twinkling 

Twenty milligrams of cloaked melancholy; and misery loves company?!

As gazing into the storefront window at...

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I long for that day
When I'll keep the goons at bay
Big muscles, six feet tall and a deep voice
I got all my choice

People would say" Here he comes
To save us from the scums".
Bang!Bang!Bang! I do...

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Undisturbed, in this single cell
Sketches of astral thoughts, can’t tell
Nor harvest a will to value its cost
Through spiral walls, winds are lost

Apparels of ash gray, inept sleeves
Strings mocking, like fallen leaves
Nor tears, nor sigh, nor...

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I guess you know of a bit of biblical stuff
About the early morning of some Monday,
When John and Peter found it tough
Outrunning each other to the Christ's tomb.

John outran Peter but upon victory
He could only...

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When summer is gone, its heart may grieve.
The endless breadth of the leaden blue sky
and daylight golden sunny rays weave
fall days become shorter and unsettled.
Temperature's cool sweet breath at play
for a playground of dreams and...

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Bloated belly, swollen cheeks,
and a sunken stiff neck on robust torso.
Yet well fitted in flowing apparels;
falling and being raised frequently
from side to side.
Obscene opulence is your delight,
your prestige and your pride;
amassed unlawfully by the pen,
ever...

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In thine altercating world
mystified trauma holds the nature beneath its feet
tranquilizing the cluttered spirit.

Behind the obscure wall of realism,
he lay there unmoved
cutting his tongue
by his own teeth
repenting in dust and ashes.

In the faded light,
I see...

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And he sure did not tiptoe in,
To whisper his charm.
Kindling a buzzing din?
Or a rustle fraught with harm?
Unbodied voices of delusion,
Screeching to trick,
One foot on cloud nine,
Shadowed by the Devil’s peek.

Pulling off the mundane apparels,
Draping...

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Opulence can't acquire it,
Not even a fragment of its entirety,
A priceless gem,
The sun's light doesn’t aid its radiance.

Unplugging from it,
Makes the soul a junkyard,
Like playing with the wrong card,
The mess can’t be excused.

Its light filters...

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