Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson
Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson Poems
Thou art my chosen
The mouthpiece of my prophecy
Hand of my authority.
Thy knowledgeous acumen
...
You are a treasure whose value cannot be measured.
Your being, unique and incomparable.
Like you, is no other;
Oh mother.
...
Made from man and to man brought,
That he may appreciate and
Like the others name. But;
At the sight cried he, what a woe!
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Lurked in the lonely night,
I groped like the blind in search of light
Begging for a sight
To ease the angst of my fright.
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Bright and beautiful smiles this day...
With splendours of pleasure and glory,
When God retired to His box of creativity and
Deep in reasoning he went yoga
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My heart is pierced against my soul,
Drawn on these gallows of despair
I furrow through the burrows of my sorrow-
Yet upon those angst of hope,
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Who dare stand the face of thy effrontery
The bolt of thy voice so gallant that
Thy echoes deracinated the most burly mountain.
Thou spread forth the windows of thy eyes
...
Can I ever still believe there's true love...
Yes!
Who would now stand to convince me
That out there is someone special who
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Gently into the bright future I sway;
Then I met her so fair on my way and
To her beauty a gaze I never say nay. For
In her I see the face of my Cinderella.
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And when the storm is over,
I shall again rejoice;
I shall again drink from the cup of my jubilation
For my sorrow shall be no more
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Sing me those songs of tears
Let me dance upon the lyres of sorrow
Mourning the lost passion of thy emotion
With thy anguish dripping upin the rein of my heart
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Gently on my way I sway-
Suddenly came a gaze,
Lost in the passion, I never say nay.
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Wither shall we go and make our way?
So slick and flick the movement dashing through in this strange thoroughfare.
Thrown suddenly into existence,
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JOY in the heat of sorrow- the spirit|
Cheerful, bold and courageously unshakeable;
Always and ever enduring to that height of aspiration.
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LOVELY fragrance from your radiation.
Your leaves glittering over the fabrics of the beauty of nature,
Under the magnificence of the sun rays beyond imagination.
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Coddle me in the bossom of your passion,
Anchor me with the shadows of your watchfullness
Upon me gaze with an eye of pity
And whip me with the whip of justice.
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Like the Orinoco flow, upon the gaze of unseen shadow,
Let your love drop an ocean, streaming in sense of passion-
Upon the reins of my heart.
Like the ocean blue
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Far away in the wilderness of irrationality he wanders
Unknown of what direction to take.
Then comes that striking thought like a tornado...
A still gentle voice that wakes man to reality-
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For quick recovery I pray...
This is no play
Cos I lie in pain
Praying for His grace to rain
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For once i feel my fear
My visions go blur
My heart feel the heat I bear
The heat of terror with no cure
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Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson Biography
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 of Nigeria. I am indebted to God who created me with such talent and to my late uncle whom I called father, for being my earthly god to direct me. There is nothing that gives me joy more than piece of creativity. I act, I script write and as well direct. In fact these are my hobbies and I derive joy in them. I also love debate forum where intellectuals share like mind. I love to be called mad for the sake of creativity because he who is not mad can never be creative.)
The Best Poem Of Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson
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 manifestation
So let thy pen dance
Upon this face of momentous jamboree
Revealing the path-way to truth.
Like a prophet,
Blaze thy vocals with the fire of authority
Let the ink upon thy pad flaunt
My vociferous command
Divulge human attitude and
Lay bare the mind of the Divine.
Away from the horde
Cogitate and ensure to ruminate
The message I spread
Across the fabrics of nature
So glaring to understanding yet
So cryptic that
It becomes a conundrum to decipher.
You are the heart of my communique
The dance of thy intellectual acumen
A wonder that cannot be comprehended
A comprehension Beyound imagination.
Not even I who the formed in sovereignty
Can penetrate the incredulity
Of thy perspicacity
But in my perspicuity
No sagacity
Surpasses the supremacy
Of my prudence and Divinity
I am thy maker and creator
Thee I chose for human formator
Unto thee they shall look for a mentor
And thy lines follow for their cantor
Always pondering and meditating upon the drops of thy canto.
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Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson Quotes
beauty is not a choice. It is a gift
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.
The knowledge of tomorrow is the wisdom of today.
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.
Vision has no connection with corruption and evil action
When a man refuses an opportunity, he plays in futility..
The predicament of the modern African lies in the fact that Africans threw away the pride of their culture only to take up Western ideologies which has made them a no-go ahead entities. Unless we the modern Africans articulate and conscientiously revitalize the African Philosophy of antiquity, we cannot uphold or claim to have a classical philosophy.
Unless you have been subjected to obedience, you can never be raised to authority for it is in the principles of obedience that one is conformed with authority. he who knows how to obey is he with the true power
Greatness is not a thing to be achieved... it is a thing to be activated... everybody is born great.
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