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Hope

In times of plight I seek for you,
  When rivers freeze and left are few,
While sorrow strikes, among the meek,
  O’er the winds, and under the creeks,
It's you who then I wish to seek.

Mirth adorned in your silhouette,
  In times of war, all when stale and vain,
The picture of you, is tainted coaled,
  Relinquishing my soul, from the cold,
I seek to weld, our belted bond.

While the willow, in her bow'r sleeps,
  drooping to the sunset steep,
like silver pellets along my chest;
  they pierce through and caress, 
At times like these, you seek for me.

Forward, Unfazed;
  Not a moment to waste!
I long to bask in your estate,
  Of short and glorious, evanescence!
I've come to seek, your essence!



18/8/19
Edward Ibeh
I Believe- Era

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Our Bountiful God

our god is bountiful because,
with mistakes insight, he forgives,
when honor and pride thwarts my eyes,
he gives me sight.
 
our god is bountiful because,
his love knows no end,
for he is a humble being,
he teaches me humility.

our god is bountiful because,
he is omniscient,
his enlightenment knows no bounds,
he is my light.

our god is bountiful because,
he is like a treasure chest,
purest of metals can not take his place,
he is my might.

our god is bountiful because,
when I’m imploded to pieces, 
he builds me back to form,
he is my hope.

our god is bountiful because,
when the rain will pour over my discarded carcass,
he will raise me up again,
he is my one and all.

our god is bountiful because…

10/31/20
Our Bountiful God Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward

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A New Day , a New Year

Been a life trenching year,
Several trials my soul has faced,
Aching, and paining and brutal injuries
Left me strife ridden,
In an ocean blue of self empathy,
Coerced myself to turn a new page,
Finally got on to writing for a change,
Having faith in what's good for myself.

Stand up and give this glorious life a try!
Heaven only knows what served on a plate called life,
Covid 19 has put as all in a cage,
Learning, to play honest is de facto brave,
Read books of the old dusty shelf,
A newfound tranquility in my soul I've earned,
Calming the blizzard and hailstorm,
Left with a piece of a fulfilled day.


8/12/20
Your Soul In 2020 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke

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To Teacher With Love

You taught me to love, 
You taught me to learn,
And here I build, I try to earn,
These wings which with I'll soar above.. 

Virtue not vice you taught me to sow, 
Each day thus wiser you saw me grow, 
You promise your care for the shoots we are,
Your nurture is rare that makes us who we are.. 

Your wisdom true and safe, 
I held in place,
And saw aglow,  pride's gaze 
Light over a mother's face.. 

Your strength enlivenes in my heart,
A luminous candle in the dark, 
A melody, a remedy a hand to hold on, 
Upon your shoulders i am made strong.. 

Ignited, i am empowered, 
Appreciated, i am motivated, 
Acknowledged, i am emboldened, 
Beautiful.. I am made golden 

To Teacher with love ;this letter, small and sweet.. 
Dedicate I; life's riches, wishes and dreams.. 

QUAT-RO your four line Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand

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Venus

Love is a distant silence;
Engulfing all in its guidance,
A paradise lost in subsidence.

As the will of the stars,
Enlightening each on whom it befalls, 
Enticing one as it calls.

Bestowing life along sensually, 
Two to laugh away carelessly,
To fall without care unconditionally.





sponsor: Cindi Rockwell
contest: MY HEART IS FULL

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Fountain

Lay whole your worries,
                                   lay whole your sight,
                                    onto the ferryman,
                      for he has never not known your worries;
                               nor has he not seen your sight.

                                 Breathe not your pain,
                                   Will not your ache,
                    for the terrene, shall ever not be tamed,
                  and your hands, they bleed and they stain;
                          be maimed, framed, inflamed.

                                  So be not you wary,
                                  drink up your sherry
                                  wrinkled up old cells;
                                Come! Let him undress,
                           lay light within his merry nest.

                     Abide in him, set your thoughts to rest,
                As the ferryman rows you to an aisle bequest.
                      

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This is based on Freudian Psychoanalytic Theory of Personality.
The ferryman stands for the superego, and the second stanza symbolizes the nature of id , this is a ballad by our superego to our ego(our ego according to this theory,refers to our balanced self, between good and evil), 
and the aisle bequest represents our innate nature overflowing from god.

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The Drunken Elements

The midnight sea, 
Seeps through me, 
Departing me from melancholy.

Into thy branches of blissful breeze, 
Within a ray of sunshine enclosing;
thee by sensual Symphony.

Beneath thine silver chest-nut tree,
Amongst thine swirling dwellers,
In a womb thy heavens did bring,
With a scent as swell as thy presence meet. 

Obviating the seizure, letting me free;
From spells and all atrocious dreams.

Endorsing my soul with thine sip of oenomel, 
Plunging into thine boulevard of tainted sheets,
Caressing me, into a deep divine gentle sleep..

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My Sweet Angel and Me

Like an alchemy of potion, 
The knowledge of one's presence, Enticing one's heart.. 

Blossoming into sensual colours, 
Breathing that very memorable breath.. 

As she speed en's her bike through the backyard, 
She giggles carelessly as her hair entangles around her.. 

As the zephyr caresses her in its welcoming arms, while the sunlight gazes at her 
through those stunted branches,
She looks up, her eyes sparkling in the midst of the ardent rays.. 

Like an angel, she walks forward and glances back, 
Looks at me so as she's calling me to come forth and take a glance at the Beatle, she held in her hand, 

Oh! So sensually her sweet pink lips turned into a curve
bringing an ecstasy of light and happiness into my heart, 
Delivering sweet delight,  as it engulfs my sweet angel and me...

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Bane of the Coded Sanctum

An addiction it is!
                                     An addiction to my being.
                                    Like the daze of the drugs;
                                    the ruthlessness of alcohol.
                                It has me confined! Traumatized!
                           I am a slave for its mesmerising solace,
                        Feared by the social life, Tremors of the society,
                             Where is my innocence, my joy of living?

                                            I thirst for you, 
                                            I thirst for you,
                                    Yet willingly I give unto you.
                  Until my soul is stolen, left behind an empty carcass.
                               Am I brave enough to give away?
                                           
                                          No! Never! I’d say,
                                Until the break of the new dawn,
                                      All shall stay the same,
                                      And my choice still vain.

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Echo

embalmed in the roots
                                  beneath the methuselah
                                    muffled her still cry




20\8\19
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