Ceejon Ezinwoke Poems
- The Woman I Used To Love She was perfect in my eyes I didn't...
- Hush 'Hush', I said And the crickets ceased to whistle This...
- O'bird On whose wings the winds were made The feathered one ...
- Until You Return Painstakingly, In semi-mindless ...
- And More Nails The signs so illustrious As N diligently did ...
- From Where Do We Begin? From where do we begin? Nights are ...
- Nineteen Moons And Eight Days It's been nineteen moons and ...
Lover of everything art.
Started writing poems at the early age of nine.
A staunch fan of good music, a lyricist, and a petti writer who dreams and works toward being a big one.
Ceejon is a graduate of Philosophy. more »
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The Woman I Used To Love
She was perfect in my eyes
I didn't have cataract at all
It was love that I felt for her
With this throbbing heart of mine
I asked for a little smile,
Then she lent me laughter
And joy and a reason to live,
In this world brief with grief
I was surprised she did not know
That we've known for donkey's years
For she was the woman in my dreams,
The actress in my reverie films
She was tall like a Sokoto date palm
With legs that could melt candle wax
A smile that suited my very being
And turned my hell into a heaven
She had these ...