Miracle Asuquo

Miracle Asuquo Poems

A contrite heart
eaten as meal by the Wolf of anguish
polluted with bite of dishonour
and left to die in silence
...

O beauty
from whence cometh thy tenderness
polished with ointment from Lebanon
gradually massaging my nostril
...

Obim!
how beautiful it sound
to hear your lips say this word
like the smiles of morning sun
...

the sun has risen again
when all mortal dump their hope
when dishonour mop our sweat
and when our toiling became fate
...

The man in the mirror
Is the sweetness in every man
that boyish nature that spice up love
That makes him cry when customs barks
...

Here and there the lie
scattered like tinny twinkling diamond
adorning our boulevard
with sight provoking attraction
...

It taped me on my eyelids
a gentle ray sneaking through my window
injecting life into my lifeless body
that layed tired and weak
...

8.

up there they seat
with tummy like drums of curse
eating our today and tomorrow
as life slaps us without thinking
...

Our nation is sick
with the venomous stink of religion
Its strength decays
as deceit dilutes it foundation
...

When I meet my wife
I shall speak of her tenderness
as if i were stricken with madness
on the mountains and in the valley
...

I saw the heavens open
in a gentle craze
the day I had my first kiss
the memory uneasy to erase
...

Can you hear my cold heart pant
as daily tears decorate my face
because your not here
when I awake without you by me
...

like the beauty of the morning sun
they illuminate my soul
with sight provoking affection
making me unease within my body compartment
...

14.

let me lie in your arm till my pains are gushed away
let me smell the fragrance of your pink underwear
to quench the want of my Adams apple
let me soak my self in the waters that drip from your skin
...

lay me in love
in solace ofyour warmth
that I may forget my pain and want
kiss me on my lips
...

16.

If I were a love song
I would seduce my loves ear
eating deep into her marrows
to set her feelings ablaze
...

Loneliness pecks me every night
as my bed stays empty
cos you are no more here
my heart haltpumping
...

18.

I've not forgotten my pen
neither have I misplaced the ink
I still feel the steam
bubbling in between my veins
...

It drums ceaselessly
yet, they refuse to hear
cry of anguish and pain
the echoes of dirge and sorrow
...

20.

Today I've seen a beauty
robed in glamour
protruding like Winesap
with mystical charms
...

Miracle Asuquo Biography

Miracle Asuquo is a citizen of Nigerian, who has a burning passion for poetry, he is a young writer hoping to make a name through writing. He obtained his first school leaving certificate at government primary school ikot ntuen uko, in uyo Akwa Ibom state and went further to get his secondary Education at community comprehensive secondary school four towns but finished at community secondary school Essien itiaba, nsit atai local government, Akwa ibom state. He obtained a Diploma in law certificate from The university of uyo, Nigeria and also holds a bachelor's degree in psychology. He is from a family of six and the last child to Mr/Mrs Effiong Asuquo, indigenes of uyo local government, akwa ibom state Nigeria. Miracleasuquocute@gmail.com)

The Best Poem Of Miracle Asuquo

A Broken Soul

A contrite heart
eaten as meal by the Wolf of anguish
polluted with bite of dishonour
and left to die in silence
as I watch both pant in tears
as morning moaning turn groaning

A wounded soul
pierced with needle of unkindness
roasted in the fire of horror
and left to die in silence
as his hands sunk into her face
and stole her beauty

A lonely soul
bounded in the coven of torture
deprive of a voice and a word
and left to die in silence
to protect tradition in the presence of death
and her family's worth in the arms of brokenness

a dowry of slavery
paid in exchange for a brutality
a wine of death
drank amidst suffering
a painful lovely experience
that diluted her sanity
as she is left to die in silence

Is it marriage or mirage
was it love or lust
or may be beauty and the beast
thrown into the island of doom
o souls of brokenness
who can't leave her marriage because of her African dynasty.

Miracle Asuquo Comments

Kokoette Inyang 04 July 2022

Oh the Pain of marriage

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