Biography of Chukwuemeka Anyikwa
I'm Anyikwa Chukwuemeka.
An African boy at this time.
I'm a student of a prestigious Nigerian secondary school- Santana Rhetoric Int'l school.
I reside in Aba, Abia state with my parents- Dr and Mrs Cyril Anyikwa.
I'm also affiliated with Poems at poetrysoup.
I began writing at the age of 11.
With my first unpublished poem as 'Life'.
And my first published poem as 'The Phantom'.
Chukwuemeka Anyikwa's Works:
Chukwuemeka Anyikwa Poems
Dust On The Road
'Every road has its dust, some clearly seen others illusive. Every path taken indicates the possibilities of tomorrow. No is without a dust. No one drives down the road without a dust.
The Bane Of The Existence Of Africa.
'The pests of Africa are long gone but their shadows endure. Our present apparel is appalled to our Africa. For we forgo the Natives of our Progenitors.
To The Sad
'To the sad man I write. May thy character bear the valor of sorrow. Thine is with end of nameless time.
With everyday sunrise and everyday toil, With the angry brewing in the hearts of those forsaken minds of the north. The chaos of the market women, never-ending and the cold and ill comfort of here. With the omitted spices of life, I see the lifers of the east purposeless.
'Life is music. As the music plays due deep as blues, so does love roll up like rock 'n' roll.
The Old Child
'If this is a fairy tale, it is fair. The little dream was born in a lair. The ever tale of birth is here. Our ever is ere.
Pen On Paper.
'With a pen, nothing is Impossible on paper. With a pen, the bested is best on paper. With a pen, tell a tale to be a tale on paper. With a pen, write to be written on paper.
Reason. Life is without ease, I don't care a crease. I know what to say, my Love bleeds like a scarlet tray.
“In time I came. In time I go. I celebrate my odyssey, June.
Drums From My Dreams.
'It says I am a child of the son. It says Births only lays my Death. It beats of one true lie. When I close my eyes I see the truth.
Who Lies The Lie
'It says I am a child of the son. It says Births only lays my Death.
'When I left for the Afterlife, I loathe my misdeeds. Life's illusory.
You are the light which we see yet you cause us darkness. Thou art evil, for thou doth evil. Who prays to the Heavens for your goodness, oh! Brother Boy.
'When I left for the
Afterlife, I loathe my
I accepted the 'must' loath.
My Flair and forte