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Best Poems Written by Hellen Nuhu

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Life on Heels

Height 6'1", checked. 
Waist a breath, legs a line,
checked. 
Horned jaws, a sharp decree, 
checked. 
Weight, a feather's fallacy, 
checked.

Groomed, primed, pinched, 
poked, 
A porcelain doll to be arrayed 
before the hungry gaze of 
vultures. 
A spectacle, framed and bright, 
Fascination of the surface.

This is what life on heels looks 
like, my dear. 
The longer you spend on it, 
the more unbearable. 
The brighter you shine, the faster 
you burn.

Stay too long on these sharpened 
stakes, 
And bone yields, the spirit breaks. 
A wound unseen, a silent tear, 
Scars from the heels are hard to 
heal.

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Conflict

A siege within, 
where the head and heart clash,
a labyrinth of doubt, a sudden flash Of fierce conviction. 
Which path to trace? 
The heart, a flood of tides, a storm's embrace,
Or the calculated flight of the head? 
This daily, frantic rhythm, marked by time,
Until a still, small voice, a whispered truth, 
Reveals the balance sought since early youth. 
For sight and scent, 
though different, 
both define The world we know;
For in this duality lies the balance of our choices.

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The heart song

A fleeting moment
Crescendo of the unheard
Lasting impression

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The unspoken

In the solemn fortitude
Of a square box,
I sat at a 90-degree angle,
Hunched,head between my knees.
What went so amiss?
My lofty heart cannot fathom.
My head is in shambles.
Whence do I turn?
To a kin,turned foe?
The silent whispers and the scorching gazes I see.
Oh, the fall of the ferocious,
Encapsulated in heartbreak,
and the ugly garment of shame.
I should have fled.
But the honey voice of the viper kept me ensnared.
Now my "fate is altered,"
For another life breathes in my womb,
Who will never know the word "father."
Hope is delusional,
But I will hold onto its fiction,
That there will be a future of bliss,
Where affection shadows indignation.