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Tears of loneliness

IN THIS LONELY PIT
I WAS BORN UPON IT THORNS
TO WALLOW IN TEARS OF DEFEAT
NO! I HAVE NO WORLD TO CHERISH MY HORNS
THE SON OF THAT OUTCAST
WHOSE HEART BLEEDS APART
APART TO FLOAT IN HIS TEARS


IN THIS LONELY PIT
I FOUND NO WORLD THAN WALLS
WALLS OF DEPRESSION AND HATE
WALLS THAT EVERYTHING AT ME SPATE
WHAT IS LOVE? IN THIS ITCHING NET
NET THAT SPARK PERILS AND FATE
FATES OF SORROW SO DEEP
DEEP IN THIS PIT
DEEP IN MY TEARS.

©MICHAEL EDISON
 5/7/2016
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NIGERIA MY HOMELAND

The fairest land among other earthly spot
She is blessed, dark and more beautiful than what other folks thought
Surrounded by numerous river for bath and food
Her shelve is seen with abundant oil to lubricate her food
Her tent is in the west pole with giant children of African black race
Call her name Nigeria, my homeland

Call her name Nigeria my homeland is fast pacing
The green pasture for the worlds continuous grazing
Nature never frown at her and her air is so refreshing
May her children that comes find caress that abolish pain
Call her name Nigeria, my homeland whose soil yields gain

Nigeria my homeland is filled with milk and honey
The salvage ground for those whose land is angry
May this land lay a bed for her babes rather than a hewn rocky cradle

Nigeria my homeland is calling on all to make love our final option
To raise our flag tall in the committee of other nations
With love strong chord Nigeria will never face confusion
Let build our land in unity instead of heart invasion
Let pride in our culture instead of hatred and too much commotion
Let make love our final option in building a great nation

BY

MICHAEL EDISON

Copyright © MICHAEL EDISON | Year Posted 2015

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MY POLISH QUEEN

She smile at me and my good looks appear

Her teeth beautifully arrange in the same bright and white of eyes

She make her curvy walk on the street, and her untainted pensiveness transform the place to the street of gold

Her steps signal an aura of confidence which diffuse as a scent of a moving angel

Her smiles air out a soul connect of delirious desire

The earth and heavens are in awe of her empirical reality

Her aura of beauty illuminate the entire masculine cycle

Who is that man that passes by without exhilarating and distracted by this unusual earthly Aphrodite

Yet she bends only into my ceiling and my little slipped into her yields a melodic moan

Oh I can hear—–the earth so exclaim!

Yes! They can hear me say—–she is my polish queen

The earth stood still and glanced at how I fix my hands to hers,

As we both exhale alluring romance

The flowers sing and dance, oozing their scent, giving her many ovations at a smear of her lion

The wind blows bending tall trees to smile at her

Her beauty covers the earth and love rain plentifully

Her gentle soul soften the sun not to be cruel on earthly creatures

I can hear the birds tweet my name to her

Yes! She is my polish queen…

The birds sing to accord her walk into my arms

Oh! The heavens declare that she is a desire of every man, but her heart beat for one

Yet my thigh wriggles to her and my sweat plant a seed in her

Yes! I can hear her say ……..I’m your polish queen

Alas! The earth prostrate, the heavens triumph,

As I declare ——-she is my polish queen.



                                   for lovers all over the world

Copyright © MICHAEL EDISON | Year Posted 2016

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Titanic love

Several years ago, history tells us the story is all about love Where can one find real love such as the titanic love?
Where can I find love with such a strong bond?
Like the hottest furnace let it burn
 Where can I find love that regards no treasures Even though it is full of thrilling pleasures 
Love without tears but full of adventures
 Where can I find love so true, I mean the titanic love?


Where can I find love I mean such as I can offer?
Where can I find love that can never be altered?
Where can I find love that ties both heart and soul?
Where can I find love that is touching to the soul?
Where is love with which God molded us together?
Where I can find love, I mean together forever Where can I find love, such as the titanic love?

Copyright © MICHAEL EDISON | Year Posted 2015

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A LETTER TO MY SON

      A LETTER TO MY SON

Listen son 
Thinking about the memories you have of me
The memories that rankles
It rankles as long as we sniffle off air
Air of life and eternity 

A wave of guilt and remorse 
Swept off my pillow at midnight 
I had been a cross and a spear
That cut deep into your Childhood 
I scolded and humiliated your ego
I had been a threat 
Rather than be a FATHER

Do you remember son
When I was on the telephone 
Quickly your innocent but timid face 
Pop into my room with hurt 
Hurt and tears in your eyes 
You wanted a touch of daddy
A touch of comfort and a hug
Impatient at the interruption 
I snapped at you in neglect
You ran terribly with sickening fear away
You were gone pattering up the stairs
I had been a peril 
Rather than be a FATHER

Son you grew up fast
So fast with scars 
Scars and wounds that may rankle
I was finding fault and blames 
Even when you bid me goodbye 
Goodbye to daddy yet I frown
I have caused all the mistakes you made
Because I was a pharoah
Rather than be a FATHER

Well son, God did create you 
with a kind blossoming heart
Heart so meek and loving
 I reprimanded you in all things
Yet you still rush at night 
Before bed to kiss me good night

With remorse and shame
 I write to you
It was never hatred
 But the wrong habit that repulse
I truely love you son
Now I desire you to dwell in my arms 
For I want to take back 
All the hurts and pains
To be a better daddy from now.


          ©Michael Edison
            6:15pm
           28/5/2016

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RIVER OF LOVE

I got drown in the river of love 
It drew me by and by to the conference of love 
This is where two rivers meet for love 
Then I saw an angel walk towards me with hands full love 
In the same river where I was drawn for love's sake I found myself again in the arms of love

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WRESTLING IN THE CROWDED CORRIDOR


I made a journey through the crowded corridor, 
And saw the lions and other wild beast wrestling
The place was thickly, slicking with human most important tissues
The crowded corridor was roaring and scary
Wrestling, oh! Wrestling among the big and mighty beasts

I made a journey through another crowded corridor, I discovered the colony of fish and shark things were different
Then I inquire of self, why should my colony be dark and scary
I know wrestling among folks is important, but it shouldn’t be this devouring   
There is wrestling, oh! Wrestling in the crowded filed




Dedicated to my country

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please don't dig my grave so early

I'm so bound and tied to your love, 
let me not die early 
Please don't dig my grave early…
 because with love I can't see you clearly 
I've given what holds my life to a mere human hand I've given my heart, don't tie it down nor band Because I have no choice than be your love and one husband 
Please don't dig my grave so early because my treasured heart is in your hand


Please don't dig my grave because I didn't keep it to self
 I couldn't stop the feelings and senses so strong to serve
 There are no life challenges stronger than the word 'divorce' 
It is the earth down casting force 

Please don't dig my grave for love early
A little more love keeps us stronger
Love in a wrong direction can cast out forever 
But this love, the lord will tie us like never
Let me not die for love instead to live for love
 Love is what all the living sought for, but few have little to love

Copyright © MICHAEL EDISON | Year Posted 2015

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LOVE AT IT PEAK

What will I do if all I do, I'm not with you
 I try stopping the feelings which love you
 But I find myself loving you all the way
 Let's keep it together at all cost and I will pay 
Love is what will keep us satisfied
 We will leave the story for the world to testify


Even though you need his love more than mine
 Let it be that I lost my dear life trying to be thine
 It is not easy to let go and forget
 Is it possible to cry without the feeling of pains and regret?
So be it that you make my feelings wrong 
But let your heart bet, if we let it in very strong Nothing will take me away so long

I yearn all day for someone to give my entire vow
 I feel I have found one whom I will not let go now Think nothing of tomorrow because it must surely bow

Copyright © MICHAEL EDISON | Year Posted 2015

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JUST A STRIKE ON MY GUITAR BOX

    


I have tried to play the music with my hands
To please the one I love without any band 
The sound came in a way that I had in mind
 I made it flow as if I drank some wine
 I could only paused when she gave me her lovely smile


The precision with which it beat my ears
 It reminds me of the love I have been seeking for years 
Because in this love I could find perfection Perfection which gladdens my heart, leaving no affliction 
When you are in my arms I could find no distraction

I can't comment on this perfect Guitar box of mine Or it's sound that makes people dine
 My guitar box yields the best rhythm in time
 With it I can enchant the audience's mind 
Even though it might change as the year goes by 
I mean just a strike on my guitar box


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 "letters from the heart"

              

    © MICHAEL EDISON

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