Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie

Rookie - 43 Points (4th June 1976 / Benin)

Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie Poems

1. High Like The Sun 3/30/2009
2. My Fair And Dear Rose 4/17/2009
3. Transforming Your Living 4/17/2009
4. Suffice 4/17/2009
5. Fresh 4/17/2009
6. Green 4/17/2009
7. Eyes Heaven To Mine 4/17/2009
8. In Love Profound 4/17/2009
9. In The Depth Of Poetry 4/17/2009
10. She Animates Me 5/1/2009
11. My Pen 5/1/2009
12. Wonderfully 5/1/2009
13. Stories That Touch 5/1/2009
14. Music, Like Love 5/1/2009
15. Heavenly Likeness 5/1/2009
16. Such Inspiration 5/1/2009
17. Heavenly Family 5/1/2009
18. Boosting Our Lives 5/1/2009
19. Stirred To Hunt 5/1/2009
20. Something Of Grace In Her 5/1/2009
21. Heart 5/1/2009
22. Power 5/1/2009
23. The Angel Of My Soul 5/1/2009
24. My Woman, My Wife 5/5/2009
25. My Voice Raised To Singing 5/5/2009
26. Graceful Flowers 5/5/2009
27. Having A Savouring World 5/5/2009
28. Mood At Its Pike 5/5/2009
29. Mysterious As The Moon 5/5/2009
30. That High Place 5/1/2009
31. Shattering 5/1/2009
32. Heaven Around Me 5/1/2009
33. Full Of Warmth 5/5/2009
34. Put Together In My Brain 5/5/2009
35. Will 5/5/2009
36. Singing For Friendship 5/5/2009
37. To The Rose 5/10/2009
38. Nature's Essence 5/10/2009
39. Love, So Tender 5/10/2009
40. Dream So Wonderful 5/1/2009
Best Poem of Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie

The Heart Of The Jungle

In the jungle,
The main center of Mother Nature,
Where adventure runs wild.
The drum’s beating loudly,
The wild is calling out,
The air is blowing hard.
That is the very sound playing.
The sound of the wild
Playing right
In the heart of the jungle.
Taking you deep
Right in the heart of the jungle.

In the jungle,
Rich in beauty and serenity,
It is house to wildlife,
The animals dwelling
Are one huge family.
The plants come together
To form a world of attraction.
Love and harmony
Prevail right
In the heart of the ...

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A Rose For My Heart

A rose for my heart to rise with wings
To the heavens deep, where pleasure rings

With bliss as clouds—high silver beings.
The rose's romantic fragrance sings,

Dear as the tune the nightingale brings.
To my heart's delight, its singing swings.

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