James Nnanyelugo Poems

Come, Ujunwa, let us adorn
While we have the time, the sports of love
Time will not be here eternity
God at length our good will serves
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The true beauty of a Sunrise
is not a moment that can be captured,
The beauty is the rising of the sun
It's the sequence that leaves you enraptured.
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JUST A LOVELY WEEKEND
THE IRONY OF LAUGHTER
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The Song of a Soulmate
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You my mind for so long have occupied
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Every moment spent with you is like a beautiful dream come true
My favorite place to be is inside of your hugs where it's warm and loving
I love you with everything I am, and more than anyone ever thought possible
You may not be here with me... But thoughts of you are always in my heart
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Dawn is a golden petal, knitted in delight by rising sun
Sweet to behold, causes tears to dry from the eyes of a mother's son
Yet, superfluous as it seems, that such a phenomenon be recognized in daily Sun
The breath of fresh air in its wholeness makes me want to write a song!
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Born was I a slave, Cuffs in arms, Chains on feet;
Born was I a slave, victim of circumstances;
Born was I a slave, to till until I fill;
Born was I a slave, an outcast, supposedly banished from grace.
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‘T was a fateful eve, when the songs of the birds were heard no more;
The tongs in flames must have wagged for ages, casting core of ore;
Then there came the golden silence, to all and sundry put ashore;
The vehemence, the eloquence, the decisive implementation of lore.
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Stories untold, recklessly abandoned;
Lives short-lived, thrown about at random.
Well, here is one I choose to tell for a ransom;
Hoping that somehow, its deals will save some.
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My God! You are but a beautiful piece of art;
Your set of thirty-two, an asset to uphold;
With vehemence you sway the hip like a dart;
In pursuit of a zigzag flying jet up the hood.
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