Biography of micheal john
Micheal Omieza John is a young focused man, a lover of poetry and inspirational quotes, He is a native of Ebira Land from Kogi state of Nigeria.
He is from a family of five the firstborn child.
He is an undergraduate of a tertiary institution studying mass communication.
He is somebody that's given to learning, as he said;
'As long as learning is concerned i don't mind paying half my life'
His hobbies are;
micheal john Poems
My childhood a moment unforgettable. A moment of careless pleasure A moment when there was no thought for what should be, what may be, carelessly moved all.
Letter To My Heart
Only by sight i behold And heart becomes ensnared Why doest thou ache When i giveth not consent to thy motion?
Out of rage he rose to smite his brother. What strength lie your arms? He is but slave to foolish rulership, what power have you? I asked?
I Saw Heaven
I saw heaven It was whiter and brighter than snow I saw heaven
No words! only but gasps and exhales heart bears the pain the unspeakable burden
It opens wide and bright to the one special the one whose day is today her day is the brightest of all i've known
Bruising, kicking, clubbing. Chanting, ranting, yelling. From afar their judgement is pronounced. Scourging, ravaging, encompassed
Here am i pleading for love, though i do not know you but i think of you. I do not know you but i long for you, i do not know you but i dream of you,
Have you ever loved, and meal is of no need each time your heart whispers the name of your love?
My heart calls to you every moment every season every dying time
In My Dreams
You appear in my dreams Every night in the garden of your love my residence is You are the subject of my imaginations
The long distance you keep The gap between our heart The track i couldn't trace to reach you Are the reasons for this illness
My Friends Birthday, An Eulogy
It dawn unto us, a day all long awaited, for to the one excellent in creation. Your day so bright like the morning star. You are the best of your kind.
The Evil Behind The Mask
They are the evil behind the mask, they live in our homes, share same bed with us, at their arms we are ensnared.
To The Hills
There i look
there where my help lies
there where cometh my hope
there where Angels fly
there where gold is incomparable to its beauty
there where sitted the feary one
To the hills where cometh my help
............There i look..............
And when all of my strenght is gone