Biography of uchenna nnodum
I'm a young man who loves artistry and creativity.i love to express my inner most thoughts and the best way is by writing them into lines, verses and stanzas.
Presently, I, m a Law student at the Imo State University, Owerri, Imo State, Nigeria.
uchenna nnodum Poems
An Unknown Bird
One sunny afternoon, Just as i bade a friend 'see you soon'. My long shadow on the sunny ground met that of a long tree As i looked up to it, i saw an unknown beautiful bird flying free
The mirage of hope
When i look up in the sky I hope that the stars would come down See the seas so dry And my people on a journey to the profound town
What wonderful actors we are All scenes at one time we act perfectly Scene after scene, acts come before acts. And we the minors take it from the script
So much to a long friend
I always thought that the strong can withstand For as they trample with great strength above the sand. No! I am wrong, just as my flesh lust And will one day under the earth turn to dust
In the market place
I hear the honk of a horn Amid the echo of voices. A new day had been born And for people to make their choices.
In our hearts
Claps and cheers and all that were Before my eyes i saw over there What seemed to be good But i misunderstood
Why Do We...At Old Age
Through the quick sand of this life Aching thighs, broken smiles Hands trembling, legs mourning Sloes sore from stubs and thorns-
The 'Continuity' in 'Vanity'
In this life of doubt and acrimony Life of hopelessness and instability Of want and insatiability That i have come to stay temporarily
To my unfaithful love
How dear you are to my heart Most arrogant and unfaithful love Your children sigh and hiss with great disgust At the sight of your unkind treatment on them most unjust
Nine moons we were bore Under nine scourging rays. The earth's heat and the sole's sore Through life's maze.
The Ungrateful Beings
To reduce the cups And increase the shekels Cloud our minds like sand dust The impulse of our hearts
Not old enough
Not old enough Most people would say This life is tough But i must have my way
The Underground Paradise
Castles built in the sky Tower high above the clouds Bricks and stones and even debris The enchanted paradise
No Way forward
Like a shadow cast on the floor. With no reputation is trampled upon The ants by the hoppers, are trodden
In the market place
I hear the honk of a horn
Amid the echo of voices.
A new day had been born
And for people to make their choices.
I see a young child carrying something on his head
But to my dismay he looked under fed
Like that of a pregnant woman he had a conspicuous belly
I thought what was on his head was a bit heavy