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Best Poems Written by Daniel Omoighe

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Hard Work

You.
Yes you.
Are hard work.
There's nothing more to it.
The scarcity of my vocabulary limits me from describing the complexity of the situation buuut yes.

You are toilsome.
Tedious the father.
Perseverance the mother.
And you are the unmistakable offspring.
You are the reason I have sleepless nights that seemingly yield no reply.
You have been found guilty of being the causation of my sweat excretion.

You persistently infiltrate what was once a routine prayer without you.
Now my God knows about you. Through me.
Indeed, that's quite the accolade.
How you managed to systematically permeate through to every area of my life
Trepidation being the result of this uncontrollable cascade
And ultimately increasing the probably of my hesitancy.

You're hard work.

But you're also hard work.

You are the blossoming reward of my efforts, enveloping smiles encapsulated by the glorious figure you adorn.

Your demeanor and grace, weigh up as reason enough to continue on effortfully.

My body may be weakened by the strenuous activity
but God remains hard at work within me equipping me for the hard work you present
And you've proven to be worthy of the cause. Timeously.

What started as ambivalence progressed into what can only be described as Irrefutable pleasure.

Molding my being through the work you present remains a addictive pleasure.
Ecstasy. You excite me.

The future is never guaranteed in the present, but as you continue to preparedly present yourself in my present, I will continue to receive your presence as a precious present.

You may be hard work, but you're my hard work
A task I solemnly lay claim to
And together we shall walk, reaping the rewards to come in this toilsome, yet, gratifying journey.

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I Am An Adult

I’ve become an adult and I now have things to do.
I work 8 hours a day
Shower my teeth, brush my body
Walk my car and drive my dog when needed
I’m a busy man.

I’ve got it all under control.
I files my taxes and documents in the same cabinet
Feed my pet weekly
Visit my dentist monthly, my doctor yearly and my psychiatrist weekly
I take my medication when needed and not as prescribed.
I’m healthy.

I’m active. 
This includes frequent walks to the fridge for both snacks and beverages. 
Only sugar free I say but the rest of the food pyramid is free game
My daily step count and heart rate per minute are eerily similar
My breathing audible because I put effort into every breath unknowingly.
I’m okay.
I’m okay.

I am okay.

I tell myself this everyday.

I tell myself this everyday.

But secretly, I ask myself
Will I ever really be okay?

I’ve become an adult.

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The Winter Effect

As I ambled down the snow-white 
pathway,
I noticed the bitter winter on that 
cold-riddled day.
I saw buildings enclosed by snow,
that partly shielded me from the 
sky's dull glow.

I feIt numbness on my fingers 
arising, 
while marching through the violent 
winds without compromising.
I smelt the sweet scent of coffee 
brewing, 
oh, how enticed my nostrils were 
that morning!

I heard the sound of trees whistling, 
and the haste of feet staggering. 
As snow piled on the sidewalks like 
heavenly glitter,
this reassured the presence of 
winter.

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The Thornbush Incident

My infancy was plagued with several 
accidents 
From the pain of broken bones to the 
woes of tonsillitis 
My vivid childhood could have easily 
been forgotten 
But how can one forget the 
illustrious thornbush incident 

On a sunny Queensland afternoon 
The Brisbane hot sun oozed 
unforgiveness
As it's rays scorched my 
inexperienced scalp
However, one would not predict the 
horror to come

Playing aimlessly in the garden 
I enthusiastically chased man's best 
friend
But this frivolous chase led to my 
own undoing 

A patch of damp grass sent me 
tumbling 
The unsuspecting cactus met with 
my posterior counterpart
Pain like this had never been so 
evident 
Thus the continuous struggle to 
forget the thornbush incident

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Love Letter Based On John 3:16

My dearly beloved
In the days that you have grown you were consistently told that Love was more than just a noun
That Love was an action far beyond the limitations ascribed by written prescriptions
And as you read this composition I pray that you receive a holy revelation 
Of the Father and his Love for all creation.

My Child, I am what I am. The Great I Am
I am God. And God is Love. Therefore, I am that four letter sensation sweeping the nations
Often confused with worldly lust and selfish ambition 
But do not be in dismay, for my Love as compared to that of the world is seated on an opposite spectrum.

My Love is the difference. The only solution available to any situation. 

But I weep as I see a generation that rejects my Love without hesitation
Listen my child, I am the same Love that gave you life; gave you breath and all of its delight
I am that same Love that watches over you as the Devil plots your downfall day and night
I am that same Love that comforts you even as you stew in your own plight
And I am that same Love that, for you, relinquished the right to life.

Child, I love You.
Cross on my shoulders. Nail pierced hands. Hung my right to perfection for your imperfection.
It has been and will remain finished.
So embrace my love without fear, knowing that the Great I Am is drawing near.

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My Favorite Song

You are sunshine
On every day.

Your eyes
so bright and inviting that mere gazes spark emotion.

Your cheeks 
supple to touch 
radiating a warmth strong enough to nurse the sorrows of tomorrow.

Your smile
gleaming in all its glory 
a depiction of joy with its every appearance
a potion curing sorrow
lighting up all who encounter it.

Your laugh
my favorite song, a playlist of its own encompassed by your guffaws, giggles and chuckles.

Your skin
Brown gold in appearance and worth
Tender to touch 
Goddess to sight.

Your mind
Is my favorite playground
I, a student forever studying
And you, the topic of my thesis.

You excite me 
Far beyond the physical.

My heart wills to love
My mind fixated upon
My soul forever intertwined with

You.

You are now the subject of my affection

Every moment spent with you 
Is like the sweetest love song on repeat
Your album
the only one worthy of my playlist
Your lyrics 
the pathway to my heart.

You are my favorite song.

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Christmas

So, through Jesus, there came hope, life and a future
there came reconciliation of humanity with our Creator 
there came hope brought about by our deliverer. so heaven and earth shall sing praise 
in honour of the Saviour
giver of our salvation
the Maker of all creation
Lover without limitations 
and King above all the nations! 
On this day, my Saviour was born!

Merry Christmas, now and forevermore.