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Best Poems Written by Ndubisi Chiagoziem

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A Haiku---The Mocking Bird

Wake, slumber no more
Buzz,buzz, buzz!,join in the buzz
Time waits for no man

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Dark Upon Dawn-The Grimreaper's Visit

With the demise of the midnight dreary
When all mortals,'hope', long to receive
some the morning wish to come
to wash away memories of cut-throat nightmares
some the morning pray to come
to take away the torture of the gloomy darkness
i as well partook in this mass prayer
prayer for morning to come
but as though unto some hellish gods,
the answer to my prayer,behold was more dreary
drearier than my nightmares
nightmares to which i had been condemned to the night before
a hhappy man would i have been,if i was accosted by blood and gore
but no.twas something more dreary,more deadly,more grim
which no mortal man has imagined or in dreams seen
a thinh whose mere appearance spelt doom
which in me inflicted spasms of tempestuous shudders
and behold i dropped,i lay and inly the hourglass can tell
can tell how long lay i,unconscious,the body away from the soul
until consciousness whispered with tyhat piercing sound,shrill
awoke me to yhe bustle and hustle of the midday

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When Death Comes

When death comes, sordid, scary
I shall not fret, as others do be
I shall not be shaken, not in the least measure
But will welcome him with utmost pleasure
He shall sit upon my crouch
And beside him, I shall crouch
I shall show him hospitality
I shall make the issue of fear, a frivolity
From the lack of meanness of purpose,
He shall, the aim of his visit disclose
Yes, when all is still and shrill
He comes but to kill
But from cunningness and sagacity
I shall, with pretence, make the issue levity
We shall hence drink from the grail
Until our limbs begin to frail
We shall drink of the sweet wine to stupor
To stupor, yes to stupor
We shall talk about our stupid acts
Acts we would in the future, please to retract
I shall say how I diddled
He, how he killed and giggled
Perhaps, I shall frown upon the mention
Mention of the butchery of a loved one, long lost and gone
From the intake of much wine, we shall get stupid
So stupid and our chat shall get insipid
Death himself shall bore and sleep
I too, shall plunge in the world beyond, deep
But before he arises, I shall gain soberness
A state of solemn body and mind togetherness
And lo! Upon the floor shall lay my guest, Death
In my abode, there upon the floor
Upon the floor, everyman’s terror
Unbelievably at mortal man’s mercy
I shall stand above him with wrath or mercy
To kill or to let, the death of many to compensate
The issue of dying and death, to obliterate
But much to the disappointment of many,
I shall not commit to any
For he has no life which I could take
For lifeless he is with nothing at stake
And for the time he shall be in slumber
I shall keep guard and no longer slumber
For if I sleep, he may wake
But no, he shall not wake
And all that would sleep on that night shall wake on the morrow
And upon the dawn of a new day
I shall see him off on his way
Much to the disappointment of my neighbor
The act I know he will deplore
But I shall warn
For to my abode has death come and gone
But to his, it is yet to come.

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Bedlam Unto Death

Woe unto you, Oh! mortal man
For from amongst your brethren soon shall you depart
Depart and be made whole with the death clan
For death only awaits, when with your brethren you part

Woe unto you, Oh! mortal man
For from before you crept past and fast, life
You,like in an abbatoir, a vegan
Dilly-dallied vainly and in strife

Woe unto you, Oh! mortal man
For you countable days were tempestuous
Uneasy like a swinging fan
And the tales of your life,vicious
For from your bossom erupted volcanoes 
Sprouting forth evermore
Great upthrow and more like  bellows
And you knew peace nevermore

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When the Sun Sets For You

Daily, the sun sets
And the set, the ambiance
Dimmer and darker gets
Losing all its radiance

Every so often too
Our lives’ suns set
In a season undue
Our hopes, with gloom beset

To this, we are helpless
This’ nature’s ordinance
The roster for more and less
Demanding obeisance

For every session of secular joy
Our days of gay and bloom
Could fade, and then cloy
Dwindling to misery and gloom

We find too that friends are away
Therefore, we sorrow alone
Too bad for a rainy day
How far hath delight flown!

But as the nights come
To save us from much labor
With sleep our beings to reform
Lest we struggle and bore

So do our lives’ suns hide
To make for a time of quiet
Lest we bloat with pride
While underachievers yet

If the sun sets and hopes, tend to fade
Sit still and enjoy the shade
Perhaps tis shining on the land yonder
Drying the flood of a rainstorm, do not despair

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God's Distress: a Poem For Easter

Ere the conception of man
When the whole was void and formless
And prevailing upon all was darkness
When Divine spirits moved upon shoreless waters
All was sullen, yet serene, still saintly
God knew more peace
Even in His three-piece

Ere the first insubordination
Whence the first couple fancied the maker’s foe
And received from his offer, the fruit, the forbidden
Still by their offspring
The first butchery of man by man
Ere the incidence of all these
God knew more peace

Thence forward
Given man’s consistent insubordination
And the estrangement
Of the divine from man, His beloved
God has known less peace
Since man began to prefer a fellow’s rocky buttocks
Even to maidens’ bosoms
God has known less peace
For uncontently,he watched how hapless
Men were in despicable conditions
Like strangers in strange lands
Unguarded, unguided
With no hope to help
God’s distress has got no less
No less than men’s unableness
To aid themselves

Hence it became unnecessary
To hold onto the only begotten
For certain it had gotten
That till the betrayal with the kiss
God was to know less peace
But today, God
Even men, have come to know peace
Thanks to that betrayal with the kiss

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Siren Song

This song comes from some place

And its dancers, with hips up

Are going to the same place

And this song does not stop

 

Wither comes this song they dance

No one knows

Thither goes the sum who dance

Hope God knows

 

It is, the siren song

Finely tuned from some sweet lore

It is, the siren song

Whose dance is but a sweet chore

 

So enchanting is this song

That even they who cannot dance

Can be heard singing along

Joining the band at any chance

While the wind blows them, wildly on

And they heed no call on this trip

To God’s city; Nay to Babylon

For the song has hard its grip

 

Vices veneered as virtues

Prettified in bird suits

To conceal the grave grues

On its convoluted routes

 

Don’t dance, I say do not dance

Albeit that it allures

For thereto, lies dire durance

Lavished with ligatures

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Apostasy

With alacrity now, I give up

That, which my belief once usurped

To my thirst like a cup

However, the longing never stopped



Deem not, a-going astray

My new will to not

Genuflect, statutorily and pray

To that in marble or ivory wrought



I have not traded the missal

For a bride’s love nor wedlock’s ring

But my early truth, in a trickle

Hast dripped; a new faith, entering



Yet, methinks am gone astray

For the new truth, sounds several leagues away

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The Assignation

I am glad to find you pretty maiden
But should your father share otherwise
I have a place of meeting, hidden
Lest our young love dies

I have found a place of meeting
Come my love, but sneak
I shall surely be in waiting
Your dad not to know, the door’s not to shriek

We shall meet in haste
Thus, thus and not otherwise
Time, we are not to waste
Till our freedom grows in size

I shall stay for you there, I shall not fail
Promise to meet me, in that hollow vale.

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A Predicament

What chance, fair lady hath bereft you thus

Thy grace is gone, stolen- the fiend?

Your smile hath gloom replaced

And now, your hopes into thin air, ascend


I shall not suffer thee to take heart

Weep now, wail now,withhold not thy tears

Let your grief get to the whole of you

As well, share your sorrow with any that cares

 
For the bell tolls for everyone

Today it has bellowed above thy hold

Tomorrow, it must toll on another

Perhaps, I may be caught out in the cold


Let your grief get to the whole of you

Today you weep and tomorrow, I may weep too.