Ezediuno Louis Odinakaose
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Ezediuno Louis Odinakaose Poems
THIRTEEN YEARS GONE.
Thirteen years gone But still in my heart, New like tomorrow, Sour like the hurt of a stolen kiss,
All the while I blame the girl, Maybe really its all my falt. All I'v done is to ask why, Maybe I'v not listened to hear the answer.
They came. As a young maiden you lived in peace Nurtured by mother nature Before they came, they came
Peopl say dat Peopl say diz Peopl say wat eva dey can and want to congeal 12/12/12
To Be You
I wonder wat it feels lik to be U. 4 u to be me & me to be u. I wnt to knw wat you'l do wen u do wat u do. Cos somtimes if I do wat I do wen I do wat I do
The New Comer
Yesterday's future to come Is today's present come And tomorrow's past gone.
If I Told You
I know we are friends Just friends. I know you care Like a sister to a brother
AM A POET
Am sorry if my poems annoy some of u But i wont stop writing cos am a poet. Am sorry if my poem make some of u sad But i wont stop writing cos am a poet.
When Old People.
When old people talk to 'emselves What do they say? Is it old memories of the past day tale?
Letter To My Sweetheart My Dear
dearest dear, how are u over there, its a litte rather very lonely over here, hop its not the same over there, am stil lookin up to meetin u my dear,
Nenemoosha, What beauty in body and soul, Hav u seen the skyline at the setin of the sun? Lik water finds its cours
WATER IS LIFE; LIFE IS WATER.
Ho water! Sustainer of life, You that has both life and death in your power You show your wrath
TRIBUTE TO MY FATHER
It was a day of the sun The day of God When my father went to sleep A day of the sun
THERE IS A HEART THAT BEAT'S FOR ME
There's a h@ dat beat's 4 me All d tym she think's of me She cals to hear me say am wel... I lov d way she ask of my health
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THIRTEEN YEARS GONE.
Thirteen years gone
But still in my heart,
New like tomorrow,
Sour like the hurt of a stolen kiss,
Dark, like shadows of loneliness.
I still feel... I know
Everyday the presence of your absence,
I endure the weight
Of the emptiness you left behind,
Thirteen years but still...
Even now still
I, in the silence of every breath
Pray, even if...
Just for a few minutes with you...
I never got the chance to say.
I never got the chance to say I love you.
I never got the chance to show how much I really ...