Bernard Onoja

Bernard Onoja Poems

Once a peaceful city,
haven for tourists,
lovers of nature and its ambience.
The plateau, its rocks, the cold weather and the good people.
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There they go jumping hilariously at such a wonderful opportunity, so they think. To unwind in such an atmosphere of pleasure. Waiting for that moment of ecstasy.

They go for the cheapest way of showing love. Saying I love is never enough, so they reciprocate by kissing. The depth of kiss reinforcing their degree love.
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Born today like a leaf that buds from a tree. Gone tomorrow as the night. Yet forgotten in this big wide world of possibilities, failing to leave the slightest prints on the sands of time.

Can one be so indifferent, walking with the eyes closed? An attitude that many are guilty of, their signature in this life of bitterness and sweetness.
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You reap harvests in tens of millions. As you leave behind regrets and shattered dreams. HIV the culprit, AIDS its manifestation. Campaign against you a charade of some sort.

Even when the other masquerades of death exist. You stand out, tall among others. Stealth and ever sure of your ability, In this wide world of dreams.
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Poor Omeche. Born to a father of sound medical history. With no case of cancer, dating back three generations.

Leading a normal life like every other in a tiny neighbourhood called Otukpa. A champion, multitalented and promising. Like a flower opening to the rising sun.
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Beware of receiving such a gift adorned with pearl and the most expensive diamonds. Enticing to accept
such warm acts of benevolence.

Never offered to a real friend, but a foe of great indignation. Such dangerous weapons of offence well concealed in a living vessel
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As a beautiful rose flower showcasing an amiable personality of a caring and loving mother to be. People watching closely the endearing heart.

In love and passion, the seriousness of a young lady desirous of a man to crown her head with choice ornaments, rubies and diamonds.
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Amazon of my world,
special creation from the heavens.
Description of love
Definition of beauty
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What are my sins that i am punished for? Early in life my sorrows begin, different from all my kith and kin. A cross to carry throughout life.

Had my parents been knowledgeable, my lot would have been different. Instead, as the wreckage of a motor crash, disabled i am with flaccid and feeble limbs.
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Brother of lightening, you announce your presence by impregnating the clouds. Known for your deafening sound, as the sky is heavy with rain.

You run errands nevertheless, to chastise and to punish. Oh! friend of the powerful ones. As they think of how best to use their powers.
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From where do you come? Speaking a different language, unfamiliar from your friend's, yet belonging to a family.

Many originated in the earth, that is true. What of those from outer space? That, i know not.
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Tic-tac, the sound of time waiting for that perfect time, chewing sand or catching flies, charging at any man or animal on its path.

A single bite, then a journey to the throne. There the rabies virus reigns, activating nervous signs and madness.
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Everything with a beginning has an end. What of man? Indeed, we can only look up.

An explanation there is, promises from men of faith, but why the difference in their explanations?
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When two elephants fight, many watch terrified, wondering the end result
yet it is the grass that suffers.

But for the magic word, the fight will go on forever. Should that be the case? While precious time is lost.
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I still love her, captivated by beauty and sex. The beautiful one, bitter and sweet are the hallmarks of love.

Take em in twos, and perhaps multiples. As long as they are on your path, the path of sexual chain.
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In pain we depart to a journey in a distant land unsure of what we shall meet.

We toil in endless days praying and hoping it will come to an end. Tossed around by a directionless wind but safety is sure because there is a home.
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In a great and far away country in West Africa
A quiet and gentle soul stood
Earnestly expecting the bounties of heaven
In total surrender to the ambience of nature
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December 2019 never lost in History
In thousands they went in Wuhan
Tales of woes and pain
A hospital built in 8days
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Night and day in endless toil
Driven by the quest for a favorable end
Sleepless, and worry in earnest expectation
Hoping and praying it will happen soon.
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In and out the pleasure comes never before as passion lasts wishing it will forever stay as ecstasy rules supreme on high waves

Searching for another to get the feel when the legitimate one is absent it takes two indeed to mingle fears of spread of spiritual gifts
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Bernard Onoja Biography

Had his primary education in American international School Yaounde, Cameroon and Auntie Margaret International School Calabar, Cross River State, Nigeria. He then attended Command Secondary School Jos, Plateau State where he was adept in military drills and showed excellent leadership qualities, becoming assistant headboy and cadet commander. Following an impressive performance in the West African Senior Secondary School Examinations SSCE , he made it to the prestigious University of Ibadan where he bagged a degree as a Veterinary Surgeon in 2005. His love for nature and science saw him graduating with a Masters Degree in Virolgy from the same university. He is currently a PhD candidate and has written several poems on viruses which depict the seriously of these tiny microbes.)

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A Tribute To The City That Made Me

Once a peaceful city,
haven for tourists,
lovers of nature and its ambience.
The plateau, its rocks, the cold weather and the good people.

What really happened to you?
The attractions of the butterfly are beclouded by fog.
Why the tears when the celebration is here?
People staying awake and living in perpetual fear.

Here they come again!
Brandishing weapons of offence,
maiming and killing innocent citizens,
as impunity pervades the land

Whose load do you carry?
Perpetrators of these dastardly acts of foolishness.
Wait, think twice,
for there is room to accommodate all

What is your gain, hungry merchants of death?
A chicken brooding over the eggs of an ostrich.
In vain your reward shall come.

We cannot unite there for now,
drinkers from her fountains of knowledge.
Or we would be dancing to the beats,
beats of an unknown drum

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