Isolation by Akonu O Emmanuel

 Isolation by Akonu O Emmanuel 

"ISOLATION:POEM"

_The dreary despise of loneliness._

_Reverberating Echoes of Yesterday Filling the humdrums of Forever._

_All that's left is Gnawing, Boredom and Sadness._

_ Like Coin to Ceasar the Dungeons Heed my Path._

_An Inescapable Terrain But not filled with Iron bars._

_Owing To no crimes, With movement Restricted._

_Or Could it be Sins from my past life that has Calmly Rescinded._

_The Plans I had Cajoled All wilting in Severity._

_From Dusk till dawn my Thoughts Repleted._

_If Only there were a King To whom I'd have pleaded._

_A Python with No venom, A Lion with No Jaws._

_Am a Ferocious Creature Perfect with No flaws_

_Am Afraid They'll Wither like A Knight with No sword_

_I can only wait till My Captors are Dead_

_I believe I would smile For a Story well said_

_So till then I shall Wait In this lonely prison_

_Like Hades in hell  with his Ghastly whim_

©Akonu O Emmanuel 

Alone with my thought

 Thunder in the distance clashes

The dark sky light up as lighting flashes 

Trees bow down to the wind

Rain falling 

Heart hurting 

Drowning in my own tears

Just the thought of lossing you break my heart into pieces

Tears drop burnt hole in the horizon 

Now the desire to shine is lost

©Akonu Emmanuel

Corruption in the system

 Graceful lilac ;blinding light

Harsh white ;dark shadows 

Ocean blue;cautions voice 

Corruption has its hold

Like a sickness attache to the very core of a nation 

Like a dark cloud that threatens 

The sky's calmness

It sucks a nation 

Into a whirlpool and hardships

Prevent nation’s progress

Entangled with the strings of hunger

Swing with the flow of corruption 

Emotionally traumatized 

Intellectually denied

Our flaws lies beneath the mask

Covered and buried

Hesitant, Reluctant to show hospitality 

Displaying its splendors with mother nature's kiss of serenity and peace..

It will take more than counter-cultural popularity to effect any tangible change in our society.

©Akonu Emmanuel

The old Path

 The Old Path

I love the old path

When girls could cook

Men could work

Children run errants  for their parents 

Where crime did not pay

Integrity was the culture of the people 

Cursing  was not encourage 

Truth was speaketh at all time

Honesty was a virtue 

©Akonu Emmanuel

Candles flickering

 Candles flickering 

The candles are left with stories untold

Shadows have been cast upon muted light

Shadows of secrets, love, happiness, sadness until the soft flame burns down 

The wick now bent over and gone like a dendelion

©Akonu Emmanuel 

Poetry

 Poetry is the writing of our deepest, darkest, most inner thoughts. When speaking isn't enough and your voice falls to deaf ears. 

©Akonu Emmanuel

With the thought of You

 I woke up with the thought of your smiling face

My love tend to be growing for you 

I can still hear the sound of your voice 

Knowing it make my heart rejoice 

I ponder for more of your love 

The radiance of your beauty make me delight 

©Akonu Emmanuel

Love maths

 Love maths say two heart's become one 

And their connection is limitless

No matter how long it takes, how far they go, how tough it seem 

They remain connected together 

©Akonu Emmanuel

Sounds

 For in time sounds  travel where the end begins

For it echoes in reaction bringing forth creations 

©Akonu Emmanuel

A perfect woman by Akonu Emmanuel

 A perfect woman knows her worth.

She don't give in to the negativities of the world.

Someone bold enough to carry on.

Not afraid if getting hurt.

Not that she's immune to getting hurt but she knows it's just for a moment.

She's always a goal getter no matter the adversity.

Her style and class is know in her modesty 

Be it how she talk, walk or dress

A simple passing, as subtle as a breeze

You stumble and fall in love 

Her light brightens up your life 

She is a helper

She stay with you no matter what 

She is just like mother nature

©Akonu Emmanuel

Love is like a flower

 Night well spent

Books well searched 

The search for life’s flower never wasted.

The perfect love is a rare thing;

The union of sweet desire never tasted.

Love is like a flower it grow and show forth is beautiful colors when given is right condition 

Was it something you saw?

Was it something you thought?

Was it something you wrought?

Was it something I dropped?

You were my nighmare

Following me everywhere

Dark tendrils 

The reality of brutality 

Can not be seem as love

©Akonu Emmanuel

The Novel Virus by Akonu Emmanuel

 The Novel Virus 

We were kept indoors

Dare not to venture out

Because of a plague that swept over the earth 

Started in China now the world is sick

Friends and enemies have journeyed to the land of no return

The tender rote of consolation

 Is now hidden in the darkness of our fear.

We are now united by sympathies but still divided by entities

Our compassions cannot travel beyond the walls of our rooms

Depression and hunger forces many out of their house even though their life is at stake 

Medical practitioners are getting frustrated because the outbreak is getting out of hand.

Humanity now at the verge of loss(economy breakdown)

©Akonu Emmanuel 

The Story

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There's a story behind every person

There's a reason they act that way

They aren't just like that because they want to

Indeed action cause reactions in people character 

Sometimes the past causes them pain 

But the future gives them hope

The desire burning in them to be great was there always 

Even most a times when they have given their best they still want to give more

Indeed while their companions slept there were toiling upward in the night

©Akonu Emmanuel

Seeing Her

As the flowers of the field blossom at the touch of water so does my soul delight at seeing her

Her eyes flicked to my lips and then back to my eyes

I felt my heartbeat increasing and my knees we're starting to feel weak by her closeness

I wish my lips will tell the tales of my heart

Love heals all hurts

Love is ointment of the soul

Love is like a spark of fire when two hearts are join

©Akonu Emmanuel 

Truth -dances

 Truth dances within phrases and idiom

Consciousness is not a part of zombie 

Walk towards the light in a row, minds colonized, truth now reveal 

Paid to play the wise-man on television 

But your words are not in correlation with actions 

Crime for honesty, its the dead man's sophistry

Hitler's anarchy, ideals falling dominoes

calming to be a friends but you are a beast within

How do we not filter what is true and false 

©Akonu Emmanuel

Love will lead us home

 Encompassing the knowledge of the book

Pain can't be attributed to color

Racism raising up 

Feelings of insecurities surround the mind

For throns cease me and cause my heart to bleed

Like a sensation of a heart skipping a beat

 Brilliance, gigantic and beautiful 

Billboard blazed with colorful lights

Equity now has no home 

Lies wearing the coats of truth

 Peace to quench the thirst of violence

Hoping love will lead me home

©Akonu Emmanuel 

In the beginning

 The Beginning 

For in the beginning 

Man knew fellowship 

Saw humanity naming things and so they become

For though beginning was a start it bore the end

Though they was light but it came out of the darkness 

Though they water all over yet land spring forth

Plants yielding seed and fruit trees yielding fruit whose seed is in itself

For hope creed upon a thirsty soul

Once refuse to shine of splendor

Yet amongst were bleached purity of rotten roots

Be fruitful and multiply 

©Akonu Emmanuel 

Rudiment

 The rudiments upon a thousand lines

As they picture love at the center of the universe

Placing our feet on sparking tile

As we stay cruising together in a fertile soil

To pull you closer and whisper to ur ear about how much I love you 

To tell you they is nothing I rather do than spend my whole life loving only u

©Akonu Emmanuel 

Mastering his art

Mastering his art

Trip on stone and poked my thorns, dreams awaking up in dream 

Palm bled and heal in the night

Light chase in his mind

Mastering is own craft

He learn to see through his sketchbook

He found himself sailing  in his imagination 

Anticipating to reach his dreams and to turn them into reality 

Mastering his art

He carried his pen of creation

©Akonu Emmanuel 

Sound

The sound of drums and the chirpy

Chattering sounds of children 

As they played and danced under the blue smiling moon

I watched them and did let their sound and melodious voices

Sleep sound, this oblivion is blissful 

The dead die desperately disputing 

Mindset of intellectual property obliged and so desperate to be a part of something more now face the master

Political puppet perpetuating propaganda for political election

Truth and falsehood violating our conception

©Akonu Emmanuel 

Friendship 👬

Friendship is not an ‘F' word.

If it is.... Then the ‘F' is 'Forever'.

There's still alot my hands can't tell.

Words my lips has chose to hold firm.

You're worthy of Friendship.

You're worthy of Brotherhood.

You're worthy of Family.

Indeed a friend is like a gold that should be treasure 

A friend is like an angel that guild u

A friend is like a fire that refine u

A friend is like a light that help us not to wonder in the dark

©Akonu Emmanuel 

A poem about marriage

Marriage Poem

It's been years and counting...

It's not so easy for us all

But it's been beautiful!

We've calmed stormy seas.

We've grown petals on solid rocks.

We've made dreams out of nightmares.

We've made stories out of letter

Of how you've done this and that.

Of how we've both stood and sat.

A journey which we thought would be laughable,

But since we took the first step, it's been nothing short of laudable,

That which was termed incompatible,

Has now blossomed to be the most formidable.

I'm grateful for the gift of you!

For you stir my soul's water anew!

There's no point pretending around you!

Because my thoughts are made bare before you.

Thank you for all the times you've assisted.

Thank you for all the small talks and huge talks.

Thank you for all the times, your shoulder I cried on.

©Akonu Emmanuel