okoye charles

Whose homes are these, they never say
Both big and small, here they all lay
Among the gnawing rodent and the hungry tick
Ticking while the lonesome time dawdles away
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Each time at night
When I lay down and darkness beclouds my sight
Before I fade to the land of dreams,
My emotions betray me.
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On a Night dark and lonely
Possessed by fierce demons only,
Appeared a gem on heavens door.
So I saw and stopped, and stopped and saw;
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The moon rises in a darkened scene
In circle of grey, in black and white
A melancholic skies, the eyes do capture
A haunted portrait hanging on the walls of the heart.
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Love is not like the mother's womb,
where we dwell awhile and in peace sleep,
only to depart at the ninth moon.
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They are not long, the dark hours of the night,
Red fire once blue will smoke against the sun;
Slow and steady is the advent of light.
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And in Death all shall be made equal.
Great men powers they all shall be lost,
Like a grain of sand on seashore.
When their breathe are at last and their last breathe drawn,
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I call my love from the conclaves of the bird.
Hear me maid! Hear me maiden! !
Hear me calling, calling out to you.
The voice in the wind, in the silence, in the wilderness;
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Please Dear Ebony,
Answer me these questions, I pray;

Do you miss me a little; lying on the shores of your heart,
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The music of the wind fills me with glee;
So soronous, so sweet in spring it sounds.
Sober the feeling which now beguiles me.
Still as stone, while my soul goes round and round
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Love has made me a Fool of her's,
A child in heart and will.
Love has made me a Fool of her's,
Till Death the eyes fulfill.
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A man sat alone, upon the stone,
And his sight he casted upon the sea.
Far, far behind this lies his home.
His eyes were gloom, the dreariest I ever seen;
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Wandering around the forbidden land
Around the shadows and the shade
Through bushy path and stony steps
Broken steps and meandering strides
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While I sail deep through these dark troubled sea;
Across the immerse browness of your eyes;
Within these tear-filled pools that entrained me,
Through and through this cold fiery ball of wiles.
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Fair and White;
With god-like pose of the Amazon;
Wrestling the waves,
And the sea bows at her feet.
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Love has got me running around
A field of wild flowers,
She keeps elluding me.
In the hearts of the wilderness,
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Life, -a dark maiden; she is far from fair
With long a leg, yet short the same
Sometimes she crawls, sometimes she runs like hare
Or a game.
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The starless night is full of broken dreams,
Of unsung heroes and funeral hymns.
The sea is bereft of its blue-like grace,
Shadowed by the moon's grey and gloomy face;
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Where does the wave rest for the night,
the rushing stream at dusk.
what does my heart beat for,
if not for the dance which she alone can attempt.
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