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Tonye George Poem
Your memories quirk in the rays of
stagnant oceans,
my yearning hangs on the tail of the dark
knight moon
as it illuminates the beats of your heart
racing through shadows.
Let us dance all night long sneaking
through the rehearsal of a royal ball
so echoes of your voice leave a trail
in my heart that my thoughts can't
comprehend.
I am lost in the awry beauty of your silence.
even when the waves haul your kiss from
its shores
the wind leads them back to me.
our bodies are synchronously intertwined
with beautiful melodies.
imaginations spread in wildfire, our
names written on the flames.
squeeze me in a smile of scented bluebells
soaked in the berries of your wrong I play
you right.
In the winter sonata
our eyes met in an estuary where our love
was sung by evening birds that flew
through the road of our sailing feet.
What more can I ask of life when saturated
and adorned with tons of rare petals that
stick to me like galium aparine.
I could gaze at you through the spring of
snow and ruffle your hair until the tides ride
low.
My love for you works
against the laws of
time, not fitting into a
scale we will soar like
the sirens of the deep blue sea.
My love, you have shown me ways to exist
amidst cheerful demons and I promise to
spend it all with you even in immortality.
Wrapped in a ballet of
cherry blossom, your
arms are like Fur in the
snow of winter sonata.
Copyright © Tonye George | Year Posted 2023
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Tonye George Poem
Devoted to imperfections like rituals ~
they make my tiny hook break unusual.
Copyright © Tonye George | Year Posted 2023
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Tonye George Poem
Charred in solace of your embrace
reminiscences engrossed as imprint
harboured in placards of your grace
A birth, a thousand with no squint
in winter's pure pour of snow
reminiscences engrossed as imprint
Giggling with nights glow
in waxes and treelights
in winter's pure pour of snow
One who ignites in delights
grining in fire and refuge
in waxes and treelights
A festivity of tunes and rouge
that twirls in vitality
grining in fire and refuge
Presents reciprocated in sib purity
charred in solace of your embrace
that twirls in vitality
harboured in placards of your grace
Copyright © Tonye George | Year Posted 2023
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I spring alone with forgotten memories and shattered letters, I waltz through every landscape, I leap unendingly, sprinkling imprints of my fondness as rippled dunes and filtered secrets. I am passion and chaos, beauty and power, I jog in hair ice and frost flowers, stroking my lover jealous. I pour out shields of ideas and inspirations, gently on your soul when I fondle through her arms. And when we clash, I become a dust devil, I swirl like Turnado in heights splashing debris into your eyes leading to tumultuous storms.
Copyright © Tonye George | Year Posted 2024
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Anchored in the Aura of your loyalty, the
Breathtaking mood you enhance in me, for I
Cannot fathom the length of your love
Definitely not enveloped in envy but care
Every time that phone rings you race to it
Fervently like a worship, in offerings
Garnished with sacrifices and praises
Hammered by my hypnotic smile you hug
In, triggered by my endangering tear you
Jug ruthlessly into its source, instilling
Kindness and knowledge endlessly
Like a rugged professor, family is not
Mostly drawn out of blood, you have stood
Needlessly in my heart, because the bond
Overcomes every thorn that pierces our soul
Preciously evacuating every dead ash laying
Quietly in my heart, you have genuinely and
Relentlessly proven you are worth a million
Size too enormous to spill, your support
Tenaciously clench my wrist like a pillar of
Unraveling mysteries. You share vital
Visions and make us run with it like thieves.
Wondering amid primrose you glisten like
Xanthopetals, serenading your bloom
Yet unmarred flawlessly in Perihelion, let your
Zestful being be celebrated for being a true friend.
Copyright © Tonye George | Year Posted 2023
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In a ballet of restrictive and
stifling carriage, we strike into
the depths of our imagination
and boundless intuition on a
rollercoaster soaring free from
rigid clips, venturing into a cosmic
sphere where dreams take flight,
on Saturn's rings,
exhilarating twists and turns.
Firm on the grand stage,
we play roughly and smoothly,
each length, a part of nature's layers.
Flames cannot be known by names
alone, until a touch signifies its
friendliness, an improvised whirl
flows from each planet's curves,
a feeling extended to its neighbours.
We shamelessly surrender to
the rhythm of the divine,
navigating each realm
through our inner voice,
slowly bringing it to reality,
where we find our worth in
positive existence.
Nature's wings sting through the
murmurs of rustling trees.
The twirl of the winds sings
whispers of vibrations.
Silent energy embraces the soul
of the moon, giving us insights
where we paint through without
worrying about the result.
Entangled in the sweet rhythm
of unknown tones with languages
that stir you into another dimension,
beating to the smile of strangers,
soaring high just to see low.
Play tags without keeping taps.
Read dialogues to friends with
no lines, go unnoticed in perfection,
craving attention so you live without scripts.
Discarding narrow thought flow crutch
We learn directly by soft touch
And what we garner we relay
To the vast void in childlike play
Entwined this with the universe
We dance without the need to rehearse.
Copyright © Tonye George | Year Posted 2024
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"I'm going to wake up and bury my heart if you're not in it, I could never forget, so I pretend it never happened, I'll live in delusions." _ by poet.
My lingering trepidation blooms
with thoughts of your being,
fading, slipping into a narrow
delicate shadow as whisps of
memory is thrown in the circle
of windy motions, swirling in
destructive steps.
You left me with sights that would
create demons.
I knew they were
all sweets of a dangling viper,
vaping energy, puking poison
as mocktails, yet, I believed.
I bathed in them like lavenders
till they were roses. I let myself
loose, spewing like helpless canons,
shooting into the heavens.
I grasped his horns and envisioned
it a costume. I thought he was art,
my masterpiece, so I surrendered,
I offered myself as a muse,
he gulped my every juice.
I gave myself as a canvas,
he stroked the world's darkest
Miseries on me.
He was a masquerade of fragrances,
a knight of melodious charades.
My brain had a non-function atom,
it couldn't recognise signs, there
was no thinking made, just a dive
so deep I drowned.
You haven't hugged and
embraced pain until
you wish for its non-existence.
These won't travel with the breeze
of the night, they can't be cemented.
Like truth, I flung them out and they
bounced back like morning dews.
Folded like crumpled pages,
my heart bleeds into a trillion shreds. Memories weigh heavy like the
Champions League, encasing
my soul in cursed ice. I want
them wiped like the end of
every teaching on a blackboard,
only then would I truly live.
Copyright © Tonye George | Year Posted 2024
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Gaze from my balcony I stand in serene reverie. A visualisation of reflective
streams, a teardrop to stir bubbles
in circles. A panoramic view of my neighbourhood, faint laughter,
children arguing, streets bustling
with cars. A wave of the stars poking
through the dark clouds, a chant of meditation with visions crystal clear.
Thoughts of distance soared. Life, health, strength. A peck from the sun to my cheeks, bolted with heat, an exhaustion like a burn to my being. Entrance of spring chills makes me grin. Amidst the chaos, battles, needs, losses and failures, a sacred feeling emanates where my heart beats in twos.
A divine blend of graces at dusk,
I align with my soul's course.
Ruttle of leaves on withered trees,
a flash of birds flip up the sky,
a time of families, fellowship and ceremonies. Individuality and
candle lights.
Affirmations of protection and empowerment, a ritual in astral
planes, I cheer with guardian
angels and wisdom keepers.
Not in perfection yet,
the difference, mops in love,
kindness, and hope.
Situated next to the moon
with her legs crossed above, aiming
on-site to shoot. Every day a new
yellow pad with pages of peace
and silent glory where my spirit
drives on Wheeless journeys.
Where floating lamps of
promises birthed healing.
A stir to my faith, my fate
leans conscious.
Rain showers twice in 3 months,
scarce like truths, the heat steams,
a drops from within. Procrastination
of projects stare all day as my frames
do but I lay in a gentle embrace,
I find solace. The choreography
of flowers in tunes on a stage
so pure, they bloom.
A glow so green, it nurtures,
hovers through the orange sunset,
so helpless it breeds magic.
I listen to the drums
of dreams and inner lights, a scent in synchronization, it heals in significance,
an awakening of gifted plants and herbs.
A time I share in delight of my loved ones.
To strangers, I lend a hand, a bite or two.
To my enemies, an endless cheer to keep them closer. Staggered by fierce breeze driving through my skin, I watch the setting
of cosmos and rainbow bridges, flowing in frequencies above.
A shake of aurora borealis and australis in yantras of discovery and gratitude, I perch In peace as the world shivers in cease. Eyes shut but fragments of vast universal energy I see. A moment transcendent, so subtle, I linger free from every bite.
Copyright © Tonye George | Year Posted 2024
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Perfection is not seen in man but your perfection
Is beyond precious stones
Only the sun and the moon knows how far you climbed
To get Me down.
Life could have been incomplete in your absence.
You had no silver or jewels to offer
When I needed, but you made it clear that you would have given if it were there
Still you gave something even better.
Something that will never leave my heart
I never really knew I could die for someone
I never knew I could die for you
But am proud to say,
If you didn't mind risking your life to have me
I don't mind too.
My heart has been broken so many times,
But never by you.
You fix them, even when you run out of bandage.
I know in my heart that in hundred of years
I would still wish to have you as a guide.
A guide that covers in times of rain
A guide that sacrifices in time of need
A guide that comforts in time of hurts.
You could only be found on earth
Not even in Venus.
But where you reside is in my heart
Human cannot appreciate you
Only the heavenly atmosphere are aware
Of your tender care
They sing to your patient.
They clap to your hard work
And they revolve around your smile
I can only forget to remember,
The tensity of your hood
For in you my little secret is safe.
The remembrance of your deed
Uproots tears from my within
The elaboration of your effort in my head
Competes with my goals
On being the smaller you
Your happiness is my life fulfillment
Your personality should be drawn on the
Walls of the country
You have no governmental income
But my needs are always met.
You made me know that being broke is
A state of mind
And you prepare me for the future
You have proved yourself thousands of times
Your strength cannot be bounded even by the oceans
For you are strong,
And you have shown that In the labour room
You being a gem
Is far beyond pushing out
But Completing it by providing,
Caring, and encouraging me.
You're rare indeed
Today I am fulfilled
In being your daughter
I love you mother.
And I hope you know in your heart
That everything I do is all for you.
Copyright © Tonye George | Year Posted 2018
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Walking down the paths of bushes back home
I feel like my heart is tearing apart
I couldnt hold on to what I said
What I said earlier
That I wasn't ever gonna love,
It’s down on me
Another time
I opened my door walking in with no lights on,
Straight into my bathroom
Where my phone touch was on
I sat there
Right on the floor
As the shower rains water
Down my cap..
I felt it raining on my head
With my eyes closed.
I could hear the drains on my face down to my breast, my stomach and my legs.
As the music increases my chance of
Pouring tears.
This wasn't the plan
Falling in love again wasn't the plan
Thinking of someone wasn't the plan
Waiting for his calls and text was out of it,
I got back to my room
Laid on my bed naked
I wanted everything out of my head
What do I want?
Really? You're still asking?
Fine I'll tell you.
I need your presence when I’m lonely
I need your words when I’m down
I need your time when ever I get bored
I need you to need me the way I do.
Not only when you want to dance
I want you to make me feel like I’m not into this alone
Cos that's exactly how you make me feel
You bring the hurts back of past years
Believe me you wouldn't want to know the consequences of making me feel hurt
Thousands of your kind will pay in return
That's how it was until I met you
Its in reverse.
Copyright © Tonye George | Year Posted 2018
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