Johnson Emmanuel Poems

Love in the eyes, love in the lips
Love in the spirit, soul and my mortal flesh,
Love that meshes
Our hearts into one nation,
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Heaven and earth hear the cry of Enarame deflowered dream
Which marches in the water flooded soil
Of the atlantic sky.
Heaven and earth heal the astigmatism
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I drink to this hour quiet here at dusk
Where the moon tell tales of solitude
I drink to this hour quiet here at dusk
Where the sun valiant toil has lost her fortitude.
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Who have met death of lately
And thought it wise to have a chat with her?
For she sits alone on her dinning table
Her vision plagued with boredom.
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Should I call your name in love?
I shall call it beau Ronke,
And carve it in statue of dust
Finer than the brass of Nupe
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