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I Am Me

The only one of my kind
The undisputed champion
I'm the one you need find
If you're not gazing  for presumption

I'm the megaphone of my world
The gateway  to success
The daredevil of love
The pioneer of  my Highness

The panoramic view of paradise
Exalted the beauty of black
A paradigm of high class
Dominate like a spark

I am the synecdoche of mighty
The metaphor of wonder
The personification of Christianity
And simile of thunder

I am BEAUTIFUL
I am Kenechukwu Nwadiogbu A.K.A Kbillion

Copyright © Ken Nwadiogbu | Year Posted 2012



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The World Ain'T Seen Superheroes Yet

This is nothing similar to a fairytale
Grossly not the packaging of an unwanted mail
Nothing close to a Kafkaesque display
It is FACT!!! On the head I hit the nail

If you're looking for heroes, don't go that far
You might wonder where in the world they are
We are the gratified ones, we've made the par
Look around, you got the super-duper star

Could superman overpower the masters on poetry side
Nor flash run extraordinarily fast in his mind
Ben 10 transform his feelings into written lines
And hulk evolve as poetry's mastermind?

You know the answers if you're not gazing for 'amateur'
We are supersonic... We are not caricatures
We are superiority... We re not immatures
We are superheroes... The best among living creatures

Go back and resurrect that dead pen of yours
Open your book and ink down your elevated thoughts
Speak your mind, Open your heart, don't give up
We were born to do this, We were born to rule the WORLD

Go and reclaim Glory!!!
WE ARE THE SUPERHEROES THEY AINT SEEN YET

Copyright © Ken Nwadiogbu | Year Posted 2012

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The Prodigious Woman

Tic tac! Tic tac! Time flies
Encompassing fears and tribulations, she smiles
A second's like a gemstone before her eyes
Trying to please the World before the night cries
What a prodigious woman

Mother of my mother
Without prevaricating, the astonishing wonder
Among many, she dominates like thunder
Made a name that no man can put asunder
What a prodigious woman

Round thew globe and down to Enugu city
Protects her children with love and ferocity
Her achievements soaring the greatest mountain
And her exquisite body that makes men hunting
What a prodigious woman

So tremendous
Extraordinarily gorgeous
Precisely adventurous
Extremely dexterous
Really fabulous
Truly marvelous
Gallantly fantabulous
Finally prodigious
What a PRODIGIOUS woman

Dedicated to my grandmother, Mrs Egbuna.

By Kbillion

Copyright © Ken Nwadiogbu | Year Posted 2012

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A Cry For Change

Her eyes leak and her mouth sobs
Her heart beats to the rhythm of the drums
Her leg shivers and her hands weak
On the actuality that a cankerworm has eaten deep

What an absolute notion of melancholy
A disgrace to the race of humanity
An avalanche of great pain
On the WORLD it pierces with dismay

Man kidnaps man, woman kidnaps woman
Blood against blood, funeral upon funeral
A nightmare, a scarecrow to one
What a breath taken downfall of man

Armed forces, wake up from your sleeping slumber
Humans remember that the other's your brother
Fight this maestro of maudlin deformity
And resurrect freedom to National unity

This is the CRY against KIDNAPPING


:: This poem was recited by me for the book launch of THE KIDNAPPERS written by Dr Nathaniel

Copyright © Ken Nwadiogbu | Year Posted 2012

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The Irony of My Dream

I can see the dream I'm dreaming
It's so beautiful, so alleviating
It's the alliteration of everything compelling
It's an epitome of petulant imaging

It's me metamorphosing into greatness
Bearing the trophy of poetry highness
I can feel the gaiety on my success
And the scenery of  my upliftment

But it's only a dream, not reality
It's just a film in  my head, not an actuality
It's the absolute notion of melancholy
The maestro of maudlin deformity

It's a prototype of an implicit onerous display
A melodrama that reclines on a fairy tale
The model of an unswerving galling replay
Like a pungent smell, unwanted but makes it's way

I can't triumph over over-lords of the pen
I can't defeat the dominating combatants of content
I can't outsmart the ten over tens
I just can't win this contest

But I CAN do one thing
Dream of  my WIN

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The Tragic Delight

Quiet and listen!!! I ordered myself
Focus and watch!!! My brain coded to my cells
Ponder and wonder!!! Was the obdurate melody of my sense
But no one could evolve a meaning out of these paranormal scenes

I could hear the ambling onomatopoeia performed by the air
I could feel the impetuous rustle it made to dispel
I could smell the pervasive aroma that got me compelled
But my sight was blinded by an unassailable light dispersed

"Am I lost?" was the one question prickling my every concentration
I ran deep into the shadows of a transcendental meditation
The past began to swim in, assisting my mental construction
Finally I remembered... I was a victim of an accidental demolition

Instantly, the air raged and trembled like an avalanche
The light evolved a path like it led me to a destination of no existence
My remembrance was a password that dispelled the intruding play of these disturbance
Then I saw something! Something beyond my resistance

A step I saw; coated with the most precious of gemstones begging for my flight
A door I saw; its beauty greatly undefined, seductively capturing my every sight
This scenery brought me to one conclusion, the one I tried to fight
It was heaven's doorway... What a tragic delight

I gallantly moved towards the door with soldier's steps
Worried on the actuality I was a member of the doleful death
Hoping on the certification that behind the door held no regret
On my strife for the handle, woke up with my seemingly worried parents on a hospital bed

Copyright © Ken Nwadiogbu | Year Posted 2012

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Beauty- You'Re Beautiful

Beauty is not the eyes that smites the ocean
It's not that dazzling pebble they call the pupil
It's neither the lashes that makes a rainbow
Nor the brows that sink titanic

Beauty is neither the nose that face no fear
Nor the way it sucks those air
It's not the fact it perceives BIG
And the moment it throws you off league

Beauty cannot be the lips that levels the mountains
The one that cries,"I LOVE YOU"
It's not the kiss that makes lips hunting
Never the shape it makes in blue moon

Beauty is not those ears that seek attention
Nor the ring that flavors the lobe
It's not how demanding it seeks affection
And how mind-blowing and lovely that flows

Beauty is not the strands of hair that matter
Nor the way it whips and scatter
It's not the way it circles the continent
And when fixed, makes a monument

Beauty is not the body that solves calculations
4+4, 4x2, 9-1
It's neither the way it responds with reaction
Nor how it burns the sun to make it worm

BUT BEAUTY!!! BEAUTY!!!

Beauty is her acting like an Angel
Her heart that melts the seas
The way she smiles like there's no fear
Her talent that glamours her destiny

Beauty is the way he stands like a soldier
The way he embarrasses with LOVE 
His strength excited when older
And his heart purer than blood

SO WHEN ANYONE SAYS YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL, IT'S BEYOND THE physical.

By Kbillion

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Obi Kara Aka - a Brave Heart

I write on this cold lonely night
Nothing but clouds in this blinding dark
Sitting on this empty bed of mine
Hearing the birds chirp and dogs bark

I miss you like the snow misses the rain
I need you like the moon seeks the sun
But She needs you more than I could ever say
You bring the difference, you're the one

I salute your overwhelming bravery
I respect the awesome power encompassing you
That gratified way you climb O'er the hills and mountains
No one could do it better than you do

I have for you a surprise to ponder
You've finally made the 'father group' par
His name shall worship your tremendous wonder
"Obi Kara Aka" - A brave heart

Go therein and win the war
Strongly and courageously for freedom
Dominate and Overcome
We will wait for you with LOVE and wisdom

We Love You,
From your darling WIFE

Copyright © Ken Nwadiogbu | Year Posted 2012

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I'M Awesome

Am I awesome or not I drive around in my Mum's ride I talk to my self on my Facebook wall And I met all my friends online I am so awesome with no buts No one cares, no body calls A quarter of my life gone by And I still sit on my childhood's couch Feel my awesomeness Because lyrically, I'm not the best I got the swagger of a crippled And I'm getting fatter in the middle You can also be very awesome If you can't man up If you have dandruff If you drink light bear And if you got small pox PS: If you like this, It's because my little sister wrote it ;-)

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My Astonishing Love

I cannot begin to expound this breathtaking damsel
Grossly beyond definition, synonymous to a priceless parcel
An embodiment of perfection, fashioned with the master pencil
Dominator of her peers, born to exceed the greatest counsel

A baron to beauty, the synopsis of impressing
Her face, so precious a crystal, immoderately dazzling
Her eye's like a sunrise at twilight, stunning and mystifying
Her voice, sonorous and mystique, fabulous and arresting

She's a masterpiece, kick-starting the hearts of many at toll
Features actions that dance to the hidden language of the soul
Her words are like rain drops, piercing into the fabrics of minds, modifying roles
And her love, the humiliating wonder that I shall continue to extol

Instantaneously, she could be an inane trouble maker
A complete and elaborate example of a truculent overtaker
Unleashing the influx of a pestering disorder
Still, her heart vociferously overrules the purest of waters

She's my invaluable jewel, my love for her is abundant
My inevitable achievement, every other girl made redundant
My incandescent comforter, I'm truly highly exuberant
My incontrovertible blessing, yesterday, today, and constant

Copyright © Ken Nwadiogbu | Year Posted 2012

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