Abednego Oghenechovwiere Omashone

Rookie - 51 Points [Ethiopeman] (13/03/1989 / Igun, in Ethiope East L.G.A. of Delta State, Nigeria)

Abednego Oghenechovwiere Omashone Poems

1. Consolidate! ! ! 5/24/2011
2. I Love It 5/26/2011
3. Dancing Dying! 5/27/2011
4. Where Do I Stand? 6/2/2011
5. Bunch Of Misery 6/2/2011
6. Poor, But Peace I Get. 6/2/2011
7. Up Hills 6/3/2011
8. Jah Help Me 6/3/2011
9. Regret 6/6/2011
10. Be Fair. 6/6/2011
11. Futile! 6/6/2011
12. Gap Between. 6/6/2011
13. If …then. 6/6/2011
14. Never Run Dry My Pen! 6/7/2011
15. Fair Ethiope Bird 6/8/2011
16. Tell Me. 6/9/2011
17. Come On, Friend! 7/19/2011
18. Not So Soon 8/2/2011
19. Rethink! 9/20/2011
20. Boko Is Coming! 9/22/2011
21. Black And Blackout 9/23/2011
22. Excel With Me 9/23/2011
23. After The Rain 9/26/2011
24. A Good Night Kiss 9/27/2011
25. Love Me Not Today 10/11/2011
26. To Asif Andalib 10/13/2011
27. The Bee 1/6/2013
28. Take Me Home 1/6/2013
29. Hell Is The Home? 6/30/2014
30. He's Said 'Take It Whole' 8/24/2015
31. On Her Majesty's Day 5/6/2016
32. Who Knows The Truth? 1/18/2018
33. Silence Not Dead 1/18/2018
34. Don't Trouble Me 1/18/2018
35. Not Again! 4/19/2011
36. Be Satisfied. 5/5/2011
37. I Shall Echo. 5/12/2011
38. If It Be But A Dream 5/11/2011
39. The Convert's Resolutions. 5/13/2011
40. The Legends 4/21/2011

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Best Poem of Abednego Oghenechovwiere Omashone

Blessed Mother.

Blessed is that substance
Through which I became substance
Blessed is that passage
Through which to earth, I came.

Blessed is that milk
That freely streamed to my infant-mouth
Blessed is that mouth
That solemnly sang me the lullaby.

Blessed is that back
Ever bending to take me up
For three good seasons
Holding me firmer than before.

Blessed is that hand
That gently parted me to sleep
It’s miles in dreamland
Yet the lullaby lingers on.

Blessed is that map
That compass that showed the way
Blessed is she that
Sees beyond and...

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I Shall Echo.

Part 1
Keep quiet!
He orders
When I raise my voice,
Yet he won’t let my
Poetic soul rest in peace.

He tickles me with murdered kisses
And young lovers promises,

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