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Best Victory Iheanacho Poems

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I talk to myself 
All through the process of my reasoning.
Finding the right words to say 

I talk to myself 
Exhausting every thought to the latter 
Being meticulous about my every word to the letter 

I talk to myself 
It is a dialogue between my conscience
The negotiation instills my competence 
My actions reveals the evidence

I talk to myself 
Though they regard me to be reserved
But deep down inside of me I'm not

I talk to myself 
And when my thoughts wobbles 
I think aloud, i think afresh 
I am my thoughts in body and flesh
I talk to myself
It is the prerequisite for my planned course of actions
Folks may not know why people think aloud 
It is my recreation ever found

Copyright © Victory Iheanacho | Year Posted 2017

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Life is a journey
A journey through the unseen 
A journey different from other journeys
We all go through 
Face trails, get tempted 
No one is exempted. 

Why is there a heartfelt story 
Somewhere in everyone's moments? 
Yet people rejoice 
Some, they perish
I've trailed through this journey, 
Looking for a definition 
Yet, no preferable conclusion. 

Some so smooth 
Some so rough 
Mine is so tough 
Learned so many ideas 
And lost much zeal 
Is it ideal to be idle?  
Whereas the idle mind conceives terror 
And a busy hand goes mislead.

What is sure to a perfect life? 
Is it a life full of lies?
Or a life with the light 
Life of delight with a plight is half a life.

Copyright © Victory Iheanacho | Year Posted 2012

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You be the reason of my outcome
Be the bearer of the pain 
Be the endurance through my period 
For days to months I framed inside of you 

Smiled to the sound of my cry 
Held me close to your heart 
Whispered a name to my ear 
Called for a celebration to my birth 
In my sleep i felt so save from the world 

In your motherly nurture.                                   
I advanced to be mature 
Tutored me the necessity to a brighter future.    
The memories of childhood Be my mind's vivid 
My childhood tears, You made me shed 
Has been the rod you never spared 
Mother and son: Bow and arrow 
You shot me into my tomorrow.

Copyright © Victory Iheanacho | Year Posted 2012

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The time yet to come 
Starts from now and thereon
A time far fetched to be born 
I shall reap all I have sowed. 

I pray to God 
That my days ahead be bright 
More life and experiences of delight 
As I keep thy faith to be upright 
I shall stand and procure what's right. 

Beautifully, I paint the picture on my mind 
As my efforts and commitments are bound 
Utilizing possibilities in every opportunity 
I foresee my future in reality.

My future shall be an epitome of God's wonders 
In as much as I keep up and not slumber 
Though, tomorrow may never be promised 
I shall continue to live in the moments of my 

Copyright © Victory Iheanacho | Year Posted 2012

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It is the beginning of the day 
The cock crows 
The cool breeze blows 
Toads and crickets retire to their homes 
As birds start to sing sweet melodies above. 

The earth is wet from the midnight dew 
The cloud all white reforming its blue 
All plants arise for the sun to shine 
Breakfast bennnnn ready for us to dine. 

Bright and brighter 
The day gets better 
What tells the atmosphere? 
It signals that the sun is near.

Copyright © Victory Iheanacho | Year Posted 2012

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Crazy how your number use to be number one on my dial-log to now not being even in appearance at all. 
Scrolling down our inundated text messages on my phone, tagged with dates in the past. I realized it is now thoughts redirected, attention drifted, interest shifted, memories faded, feelings dwindled, motivation daunted and all time we spent unaccounted. 
We started off pretty well in a chain reaction, clinched together in ignorance of nothing that could crack nor break us. Longed for more moments beyond euphoric description, little were we aware, we were just passionately enamored of this shadow of a dream. 
Kissed and snuggled, goofed and laughed, to fought and argued off numerous teases and pleases, even smiled through the pain. Now the tears all washed up in the rain. You were a part of all the things I was about, until the silence crept in and put us apart.
Words soaked up in emotions diluted with fragments of depression, too obscure for the right expression. We were utterly a product of our own insecurities... But amidst all, there was LOVE whose true measure is not the way I feel about you but the way you make me feel about myself... Where is that love now!?!


Copyright © Victory Iheanacho | Year Posted 2017