Creative Writing

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 

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 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 

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