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Ediruma Edward Eric Poem
Dear past,
I believe we were a once life time best couple ever, though truth is venomous to secrete. Together, we crossed dark seas in boats with holes to unearth paradise. In this world of tragedy, there is really hope, we broke all lip shades with kisses, just to get the undying treasure, one day, me and you. We made live promises and you were to always be the apple of my eye. When I had you beside me, I felt secure and had company enough to keep focused. I treasure the then moments, me and you, your scent was highly sensitive to me, those little smiles and young talks we both made, everything was ideally joyous and worthy it. I therefore, red letter the day I met you, indeed, it was sensational.
Above all, the journey cost us nothing other than a love bubble, True love, though finally we led a blazing furnace destination. May He the Almighty please keep the correspondence in our twined hearts! I dearly miss you with etc…
Yours in solidarity,
THE FUTURE MIND
Copyright © Ediruma Edward Eric | Year Posted 2017
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Ediruma Edward Eric Poem
The independent woman
Prejudiced in Eden
Scorned in time
Lame and down the pit
But still journeys West
With a vindictive heart
Swims in vileness
Reckons laughter in the pogrom
And clings to the spell of courage
Copyright © Ediruma Edward Eric | Year Posted 2014
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Ediruma Edward Eric Poem
Loveless
Am not a painter
But the picture is broken
With a maze background
Its shape, loop
In the pent house
This picture stands
The man inside melancholic
Though the setup fervent
Scenarios fatalistic
To the novice fallacious
And spell binds many
Making the modest definition
The zenith of Hades
Color-flies the entire texture
That maroons the spear contrast
Benching a murky frame
Lights on, lights out
The close fastidious
And remains obnoxious
Copyright © Ediruma Edward Eric | Year Posted 2014
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Ediruma Edward Eric Poem
People of my realm,
the dragon realm
History of
destruction is
reborn
But with a Leme spot
in threads
The honor to the
Lord Serpent
His tongue fire and
teeth iron
For your fortune is
misery
You shall let die
and be spared
No generation shall
come to pass
The earth realm, I
will dominate
Another sweet dragon
realm
Where darkness
shines all through
And shame
substituted with
pride
Unto you shall be my
black spell
I will then reward
with piercing mercy
Beware! Is the
goddess you serve?
Hkk…hk…huu…
Copyright © Ediruma Edward Eric | Year Posted 2013
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Ediruma Edward Eric Poem
Love
A comet like happening
Aroused with desire
Lives an illusion
Justified by its end
The poetic verdict
Copyright © Ediruma Edward Eric | Year Posted 2014
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Ediruma Edward Eric Poem
so rigid at times,
makes me empty at times
all I say why not then
but she cuts west and south
I attention her daily
mighty is her flaming warmth
sweet in its hotness
a red lettered season!
that rewinds her smooth tunes
In my palace she dwells
even when am lost in paradise...
she calls me son still!
Copyright © Ediruma Edward Eric | Year Posted 2016
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Ediruma Edward Eric Poem
The pace of belief,
Just tapped
whenever,
Counsels towards
focus,
But from the heart's
rut.
Lived over the
hills,
Now in the lamb's
court,
Justice to write
home about,
And no more
upstates.
Holds firm -
ransacked,
Canon of salvation,
And pasture of the
word,
That is why God
exists...
Copyright © Ediruma Edward Eric | Year Posted 2013
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Ediruma Edward Eric Poem
unreal they are mentioned,
without trace they go,
for they have no pleasure
to exist at all,
but promising they stand
innocently they surface,
and will strike out then.
Copyright © Ediruma Edward Eric | Year Posted 2013
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Ediruma Edward Eric Poem
Hope is too wide to imagine
Good enough to comprehend
Sweet enough to desire
And just enough to go against
It is always hope against hope...
Copyright © Ediruma Edward Eric | Year Posted 2013
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Ediruma Edward Eric Poem
In pain she pleads
for another life
Toils all seasons
long to make reality
She is nick named
lady globe
Her color goes pale
and hair wild
Moved miles yet can
hardly move one
Feels weak and
deserves rest calls
But her goal yarns
for strength
All she does is
persevering twice
Every night gets
life's inside
thought
Hears its sound and
dumb talk
Enjoys it play with
comfort
Anxious moods circle
her face
As she opens wide
her eyes
Only to see a baby
cry out loud
Embracing the love
and care long kept
Just as soothsayers
rhyme the line
Copyright © Ediruma Edward Eric | Year Posted 2013
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