Emmanuel Isuku
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In the village, all are safe and strong,
No noisy crowd, no hustling throng,
Flanked by jungles; so green in the sky,
Climbers and trees, low and high
...
Achebe is not dead, he lives,
He is the breeze that cuddles the trees,
He is the sweet honey in fresh hives,
And the lights of the rising sun.
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My love for you is like the lovely breeze
That blows gently during evening tide- -
My love for you is like the fine hue
On the skin of a newly born child.
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Farewell coy lady, I leave you without pain,
You almost pushed me down everlasting drain,
For I've tried to supple your hardened heart,
And burn the viper's venom in you on hot hearth,
...
Behold men of valour, mighty and the strong,
Venerated by monarchs, sophists and throng,
Resting on debilitated heads of the weak,
Their swords; so hard like the parrot's beak,
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O lord, help my poor waning soul,
Pray, let rain of strength bestow,
For I wade rivulets of dire pain,
Washing my wares, which sadness did stain.
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Be my princess, be my love,
Give me hope, give me life,
I shall lift you high above,
Take my heart and be my wife.
...
The land has gone mournful in tears,
For your demise coated us with weary wares,
We're in pain! In ash and squalid rags,
O my string of joy vigorously sags.
...
Our bus waded
The flood-criss-crossed road,
For several hours
In sheer disgust of a failed polity.
...
In those days - those infant years,
When age made foolery of man,
I sojourned in the garden of love
With a damsel; her skin
...
O my coy Daisy,
With pretence you confess
You know nothing about
The affections I offer you,
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In that dead silence she lays,
Swinging her hands drowsily, so tipsy
By the wine of life's unpleasant sting....
Her eyes soaked in ruddy tears....
...
Silent tears smeared her face,
In sheer pain of a slow pace,
In the stride of their love
Whose blessings hang above.
...
In the wave of winter's snow,
The pheonix, obscure of the dreaded
Tide of melancholy, rose steadily
So valiant, wreathed with golden
...
In my royal castle of dreams,
I trod a land tormented by the cold harmattan wind,
There I found a forlorn damsel..
She was alluring in her looks
...
Emmanuel Isuku Biography
Emmanuel Isuku is a distinguished Nigeria National poet, playwright and novelist. He hails from Ihievbe, Owan tribe, Edo state, Nigeria. His main interests are science(especially physics) and philosophy (as depicted in many of his poems and plays) . He has had one of his poems published in an anthology in England- an anthology which brought together twenty different poets from twenty different countries. He was educated at owuno primary school, Ovbiowun-Emai, Ase secondary school, Afuze-Emai before gaining admission into the prestigious University of Benin.)
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In The Village
In the village, all are safe and strong,
No noisy crowd, no hustling throng,
Flanked by jungles; so green in the sky,
Climbers and trees, low and high
In the village, lucid sages are seen,
Sitting on bare play-ground, very clean,
Telling moonlight myths to children at night,
Their gale faces lit by hurricane light
In the village, there are huts without doors,
The compounds' sands as fine as sandy shores
With paths: narrow, furbished and free,
Which one treads with happiness and glee
In the village, there's a maiden with supple tan,
In her hands lies the pride of the clan,
Beatitude so vivid on her soft-juicy face,
As she venerates the gods in sacred place
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