Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson
Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson Poems
- Song For The Poets Thou art my chosen The mouthpiece of my ...
- Woe Made from man and to man brought, That he may ...
- Mummy's Lullaby You are a treasure whose value cannot be ...
- Purple Love Lurked in the lonely night, I groped like the ...
- Amadioha Who dare stand the face of thy effrontery The bolt ...
- Birthday Wish Bright and beautiful smiles this day... With ...
- Accolade Of Hope My heart is pierced against my soul, Drawn...
My name is Okronkwo Jackson Jonathan. I am from Afikpo North Local Government Area of Ebonyi State in Nigeria. I was born 31st December 1987. My passion for writing developed when I was 13. At 18 I wrote lots of works which covered various areas of poetry, drama and motivational novels. My art flows from what I call Reflection of Passion and more through inspiration. Most of My Poems are a pure reflection of passion while some of them serve as a message and also stand as a description of what is and what ought to be.
There is nothing that gives me more joy than when I pick my manuscripts to behold the works of Inspiration. I studied Philosophy in Madonna University Okija, Anambra State... more »
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''beauty is not a choice. It is a gift''beauty
''It is in the beauty of a lady that the wisdom of a man is seen. No man learns to love without a woman in his life.''love and wisdom
''The knowledge of tomorrow is the wisdom of today.''wisdom
Like war, it is easy to start and difficult to end- uneasy to maintain. But to them who the route to seduction understand have been given power, the ability, the skill and secret to love and love well...Love and Seduction
''Vision has no connection with corruption and evil action''Vision
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Song For The Poets
Thou art my chosen
The mouthpiece of my prophecy
Hand of my authority.
Thy knowledgeous acumen
The pride of my heart is; and
Thy spoken words
The tenancy of my wisdom.
Speak forth those verbocious fabrications
Shut not the doors of thy lips
Let the windows of thy eyes and the gate of thy ears
Be thrown ajar
Declare the astuteness of passion
Let the world be drawn in love
Lament in acrimony
The lines of my jeremiad
Let them panic in the terror of my wrath.
Never let the foot of thy pen weary
For the paper awaits its ...