Enoch Cole Poems

HARMATTAN
The cold: it pours as ice on our skin,
The gelid grapples our rind,
And our combats resemble those of the fishes scales.
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DANCING IN THE DARK
Babe, are you not scared I might not be competent for the fight?
The scramble of managing this your spotless adoring soul?
I'm totally disabled, Manning mine.
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UNAPPRECIATED
My spirit is lonesome and unappreciated.
Uncountable happenings can be related.
The world didn't relate to my efforts, now my pridicaments.
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LETS RIDE
Girl love me now, later may be late.
See, we don't have a time to waste.
Come on now let's relate.
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DEPRESSION
Here I soar again,
On the wings of depression.
I'm on cloud nine level,
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THIS IS POETRY
FEATURING ENOCH COLE, IBRAHIM SORIE MANSARAY, EDEM FODEKA, PRINCESS WALTER, OREEOLUWA JOSHUA, WISDOM DANIEL, ESE OSE AND TAMBA JABBIE KENDEMA.

When Dawn ensued on men,
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MY BLISS
Girl, you're my bliss.
You stamped presence in my life and depart fleas.
Damsel, please don't cease.
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THE NAME WE CALL GRIEF
Humans we loath writing home about,
The word call grief, I doubt,
If it's not a villian, known as grief.
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WHAT WOULD MY FIRST LOVE SAY?
Habitually, I just laze about, sit or nap,
While i drunk off in meditation about love.
To be deeply sincere, love's a fabulous curve.
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UNTOLD STORIES
We just have to apprehend this,
Even if we desire not:
Untold stories when revealed brings home bewilderment and troubled ease.
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