Biography of Ray Anyasi
Ray Anyasi is the author of the thrillers, Poll of Vampires, To Live Again and Ujasiri. He writes poems as a way of relaxing while brooding on issues in his immediate society. His hobbies include playing tennis and surfing the internet.
Ray Anyasi's Works:
Poll of Vampires, To Live Again, Ujasiri.
Ray Anyasi Poems
Home is gone, stolen by our enemy. Home is broken, and nothing left for me. Now I live in the wreck of an old van, And my pillow is a soiled baking pan.
Far Was Peace And Trouble Nigh
far was peace and trouble nigh nation east of Niger sought to split for a new nation hope was high as one nation they chose not to use
What Is This Thing
What is this thing? Are we married or not? Only a nuptial bond will make meaning. Yet passion binds us to uncertain lot. Make us husband and wife or we're nothing.
Laments Of Fallen Angels
We sang proud in the choir of the Most High Till the beauty serpent told us a lie. How could we have placed on him all our trust? On an angel with love for things unjust.
You Don't Know My Story
I've been labeled, been tagged in a hurry. Garments worn on me which were not flory. yet none has cared to listen for my side. Yet, have they not stripped me bare of all pride?
To My Muse
all I'd say in this rhyme is true I'm a lover, I stand accuse the sky be brown, the earth be blue to bless you God can't refuse
You Loved Him More
we stayed out late to count the stars where maga men would park their cars the cold outside we do care less for where was charles then all along i loved you but you loved him more
i asked lady vee please that we may see then you appeared with that weird hair but not without showing that stired flair i could use that hug for eternity and not fuse over it for immotality
From Whence I Found This Love
From nine Oni street a nascent baby cried To his vital needs the modest family tried Despite luxury and wants placed above How would I ever ever forget this place From whence I found this love.
To Live Again
if only myself can get to live again cos i'm ashamed what this life amounts no one alife finds it of any useful gain now the dangers to take it away mounts
give me another chance another minute for this hurt you caused to heal give me hints to know if you mean it i should know if it's what you feel
A Place Quite Like This
the breeze is gentle it feels like heaven the trees along the street the heighs are even and dusts give way for dew well before it's seven i've never seen anything quite like this
Make Me Cry
i'll never find words to sing this song a song i wouldn't sing if you had stayed i wonder how i could survive this long to cope without you since you strayed
I Fell Indeed
when i fell in love i fell indeed held on to every monment for the joy but where did you get this wicked seed how did you learn to be this coy
That Christmas Night
when three wise men came all to town
to a new born king they offered crown
the manger was the star they sight
and they followed well till there
thus it was that christmas night
sabina thought us some xmas song
ode and co all sang it so wrong
just a few we knew did it right