Daniel Ukwe

Daniel Ukwe Poems

In lands both near and far,
Where people struggle day by day,
There reigns a force so dark and mar,
A curse that will not go away.
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Bitter one's leave, their journey done,
Their time with us, now forever gone.
Memories they've left, still linger on,
Of laughter and love, now replaced by a dawn.
...

Moses, wandering in the desert sand,
Encountered a sight that made him understand,
A bush that burned, yet was not consumed,
A miracle before him, it seemed to loom.
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Born into bondage,
A slave boy's life begun
Chains and shackles,
His only companion
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In the world of endless possibilities,
We choose the dreams we seek.
We pluck them from the field of imagination,
And let our hopes take a peak.
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Where I belong, oh where could that be?
Is it in the mountains or by the sea?
Maybe in a bustling city street,
Or in a quiet town with fields of wheat?
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So take my eyes, and see for me
All the beauty that surrounds
The colors of the sunset's hue
The stars that fill the night with sounds
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When we were young and carefree,
We'd dance in the rain with wild glee,
Splashing in puddles and feeling free,
Our laughter echoing through the trees.
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Once lost in darkness, so alone,
The path ahead seemed overgrown,
But hope remained, a tiny seed,
A chance for redemption to take heed.
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10.

Hope is a child in the midst of a storm,
Braving the winds, her spirit still warm,
With a smile on her face, she looks up high,
As the clouds roll by, she sees the clear sky.
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A million little stories in each frame,
Pictures that capture moments, never the same,
A glance, a smile, a tear that falls,
A memory frozen in time that calls.
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A sacred dance, a spiritual flight
In the realm of the divine, our souls take flight
With each step we take, we honor the divine
And let our spirits soar, like a bird in its prime
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Amidst the concrete towers tall,
The city people live and sprawl.
Rushing through the crowded streets,
They move as if with pounding beats.
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Black sheep of the family,
So different from the rest,
An outsider looking in,
With sadness in your chest.
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In the shadow of the night,
Lies a union built on might,
A wedlock of corruption,
Hidden from the public's sight.
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In and out of worship we go,
Sometimes our faith does ebb and flow.
We seek to find a higher power,
But doubt can darken like a shower.
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Translate my tribe,
Our language unknown,
Our customs unique,
Our history untold.
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In the depths of our humanity,
We often find a tendency,
To group ourselves in tribes so tight,
That we forget what's wrong or right.
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19.

Sleep is a mythology!
Suffice to say it's origin and genealogy
It is a soul's journey to explore the unknown
Like Mida's fantasy you're drawn into spiritual lawn,
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In this dog-eat-dog world we live,
Where the strong prey on the weak,
It takes a resilient spirit to survive,
And a strong mind to avoid defeat.
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Daniel Ukwe Biography

I am a writer, an author and a poet, I am also a graduate of electrical engineering, but had a twist in my love for poetry and the art of life that has propelled and fuelled this love for the spirituality in the art of life.)

The Best Poem Of Daniel Ukwe

Lord's Of Poverty

In lands both near and far,
Where people struggle day by day,
There reigns a force so dark and mar,
A curse that will not go away.

The lords of poverty hold sway,
Their grip so tight, it will not yield,
Their power grows with every day,
Their greed will never be healed.

They take what little people have,
And leave them with nothing more,
They leave them to suffer and starve,
And walk away with all the score.

They sit upon their golden thrones,
And watch the world go by,
They care not for the people's groans,
Or the tears that they make them cry.

They revel in their luxury,
And bathe in the blood of the poor,
They turn a blind eye to the misery,
And leave them to suffer more.

Their wealth is built on others' pain,
And their power built on others' shame,
They use their might to keep them slain,
And their riches to protect their name.

The lords of poverty are not of flesh,
They're a force that rules the land,
Their grip so tight, it makes a mesh,
That none can break, by any hand.

Their power grows with every day,
Their greed will never be healed,
In lands both near and far, they hold sway,
A curse that will not go away.

Daniel Ukwe Comments

Daniel Ukwe 25 March 2023

I hope to do better than this.

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Daniel Ukwe Quotes

Every time I dream, I realised that God is giving me another day to live and fight!

A man who does not dream is a man who is one step to the grave

Every time you dream, you just save a soul somewhere in the world

Every missed opportunity is recycled, but they don't come back to you the same way

Knowledge without expressions, is a dangerous and toxic desire to life

A criminal that does not have an opportunity to steal considers himself a humble person

'In the realm of nightmares, reality twists and shatters, leaving scars that linger in the waking world. Even though it was just a dream, its haunting grip refuses to let go.'

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