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Chris Okuoma Poem
Thought are real
Lieing on my couch
Romancing tomorrow actions
Pictures painted in thought
Moment carved in imagination
Brewing word never spoken
Manufacturing movement never taken
Baking scenes never seen
Producing a me never heard of
Birthing a day with wonders never seen
Dressed with beautiful blessing
Garnished with favour unthinkable
Designed with lovely goodness
Working I in my artistic imagination
Racing thought hitting me like a bomb
Shattered my focus
Dropped thought like sandstorm
Dissecting I the thought
Fanning away the uselessness
Catching the better picture
It left me with
That though ate real
Action are the children of our thought
Thinking the right thoughts
Birth forth the right actions....
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Chris Okuoma Poem
Prayer
Pouring words from the heart
Creeping from the mouth
Words soaked with desires
Creamed with garment of seriousness
Dressed in our heart
Words sent on errands
The heavenly errands
Errands of happy returns
Of good tidings
Of beautiful surprises
Oh behold swiftly it comes
Like a racing rain
Or slowly it crawls
Like the tiny snail
Or request unanswered
Is the perfect answer
for the beautiful desire
Cause the heavens rains
Perfect reply to all desires
Parcelled in the heavens way
Prayer frequencies sent in words
words driving to distant lands
Perching on the heavens
Birthing forth miracles
From the father of creation God.
We all need miracles
We all need answers
We all need to pray.....
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Chris Okuoma Poem
BEAUTIES IN US
Wrap with garment of solace
Hearing the voice that twinkles
Gleeful it beams it thought
And it shed it light for all to see
It's light shines and speak with word's
Words not for ears
But for the cringed heart
Words felt with the inner man
As it rekindles a man in me
A thought in me
A passion hidden in me
A beautiful garment worm by my being
It clothed me with the escapades of its thoughts
The eloquence of it words
Bore forth a new understanding
A rhapsodic picture of who i am
I am creamed with wonder
I am saturated with greatness
Garnished with favour unthinkable
Lavish with goodness like sands on sea shores
!!!Says the tiny voice
As it shed it rays of whispers
OF THE BEAUTIES IN US.....
Copyright © Chris Okuoma | Year Posted 2017
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