Biography of Vyktor Ekott
I started writing poems at the age of 10. I'm a very reserved person and the only way I can express myself is via poetry. I speak ME in my poems. Read my poems and you've met me. I also have 2 novels in my name:
1) The Black Minds
2) Emotional Trial
Vyktor Ekott's Works:
EMOTIONAL TRIAL: In The Court of Love.
Vyktor Ekott Poems
I Crave For Success
I dream the future without the past Of when my success will be a blast Intent of heart, I see the best Hope for the future, with God I rest.
It's Just Poverty, Fight On!
Though my growing up days weren’t easy I kept my little hands and mind always busy I went around with shoes without laces Doing odd jobs that took me to odd places
She'Ll Be Back (Sbb)
I’ll just imagine I’m kissing The very lips I’m missing Since she left, I’ve been hissing Without her, my life is not pleasing.
Is She The One?
She tends to the house, dishes and all She’s always there to lift me when I fall When in life’s prison, she’s a ray of sun I want to know, is she the one?
Be The Man
Be it right or wrong The strong can still be strong But the rules, if wrong Can make a strong man weak
Adieu, My Love
Is it true that she’s gone? Touching her, I felt a cold stone Could this be my angel, lying lifeless My light’s gone, leaving me in darkness.
A Letter To Kate
Memories of you Falls on me like dew Those soothing smiles Is hoarded within in piles.
Silent night, our discovery night When concentration was limited to our world The passion was embraced by the night And we spoke our minds without a spoken word.
I dream… still It was of you and me …Dreaming… I sensed an art of scheming
Bonded by God, separated by law Look close again, she’s still the one Few years ago, she was all you saw Conjugal bliss, where has the love gone?
Mothers' Day: Celebrate Motherhood.
For nine months, she bore the pains Expecting nothing, but a mother’s gain You designed her clothes with infancy stains Now, will you make her sufferings go down in vain?
Yes, my angel, I’m sorry I did you wrong War songs replaced our once love song Though we’d been together for years that long I was the weak one, girl you were strong.
Touch me roughly, kiss me gentle Tell me you love me, share your love mantle Happiness comes when I gain your touch And your smiley face, nothing but posh.
I remember, we were about eight or nine Dreaming together and laughing freely I never knew you could someday be mine And you never thought I’d become yours truly.
Be The Man
Be it right or wrong
The strong can still be strong
But the rules, if wrong
Can make a strong man weak
There's strength in weakness
If you fail to see with laziness
Forget your rules of hastiness
You are only weak, when you feel you're not strong