Imafidon Mac Henry

Imafidon Mac Henry Poems

you gave me your words
and I hung them onto my chest
like a rosary I worshipped daily
you promised me
...

My love, I have tried to find a love as you
But thoughts of you won't go away
I searched through a love so pure and true
But forgetting you can never be faraway
...

life is a bird with broken wings
that cannot fly into the sky

life is a barren land
...

A pitiful bird hooting
humming tunes of gloom
perches on the fence of my house 
broken, famished and toothless
...

I'm the poor lad,
You once mocked,
With no hopes to hold,
I was the bat beaten by rust-reeking rains,
...

We have been fooled by 'demon crazy'
Nurtured by same old voices rocking high waves,
Our children injected with their syringes,
Their seats covered with deceit;
...

I don't know how to say it:
I have hunted for a love as you...
but no one has your rhythm
I have crossed through many waters
...

8.

And when I finally come
to the end of this road
weep if you must
but don't be drowned
...

Let them abandon us
like stones at the bottom lake
we sink deep in despair
with no lifesaver to hold
...

My children, the sons of your sons
Were slain by steeled justice
Their voices are muffled in the
Ears of these justices
...

Just like the eye of heaven,
she glows gold, gentle enough
to grease my battered heart
with the mildness of cotton-clouds
...

I look in the mirror and my eyes
reddened by hunger consumes me.
I look up for aid in the sky and
a rain of bullets beat me mercilessly,
...

I slept but my heart was awake,
I tried to think but I broke my neck.
My heart sinks I'm gonn' wreck,
Tears grew to turn a steeled lake.
...

My queen, open the door to your heart.
Let me walk in and reside for everlasting.

My queen, understand me deeply.
...

Don't preach me sermons
When your palms are
From the flames of hostility
And have been washed
...

I live. You live. We live to die.
A day will come that the stream will cease to flow.
The sun, the stars and the moon will run to hide.
The wind will cease to blow.
...

Dear Sir,
never you shut your ears
to the loud silences
of the Lazarus sprawled by your gate
...

Weeping Heart

I gave you my heart
You tore it apart
...

love is a raging fire
that burns through
every sole
every soul
...

Tonight, I could write the saddest poem
Write about the pain that I feel for loving you
Write about the love that was true
Write about my love turned blue.
...

Imafidon Mac Henry Biography

Imafidon Mac Henry holds a Bachelor of Arts (Ed) degree in English Education from Ambrose Alli University, Ekpoma Edo State, Nigeria. He is a poet, performance poet, writer and a photograher He is blessed with creativity and hopes to leave a legacy through creativity. 'Mr Spoken' popularly called by friends, is a lyrical wizard. He believes that the world can be transform using his pen and words from above.)

The Best Poem Of Imafidon Mac Henry

House On Fire

you gave me your words
and I hung them onto my chest
like a rosary I worshipped daily
you promised me
a palace in eden
where I would sit as king,
and beside me
will be you as queen

at the end of it all,
they were just
mere words
words empty
like a deserted city
you were a home,
but suddenly you've
become a house on fire
raging inside of me

your smiles were the
beauty that ignited
yesterday's sunshine
will I be able to put
a hand to my chest,
scream so loudly of you; tomorrow?
your eyes were the footprints
in the sand as I walked
through the seashores...

your lips when they perched on mine,
travelled through every
damn seven continents
that bores gelatoes...
girl! what happened to those days
where my arms were locked in yours,
a sofa you leaned on for hours unending?
what happened to times you were my home
and not this house on fire?

Imafidon Mac Henry Comments

Imafidon Mac Henry Quotes

It's easy to believe in people when they are succeeding but you have to believe more in yourself when you fail. You can be greater than a success.

No man is perfect true, but you shouldn't be imperfect too..

The world will listen to your story only when your dream becomes your glory.

If you were born without a silver spoon, there is no reason to be sad, pick up the pieces of your broken spoon and mould it into a silver spoon.

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