Uche Nwanze Poems

Just like every day ordinary folks, just like any other day or so it seemed. Left they their homes with hugs and kisses, unaware it will be the last kiss.
Goodbyes were said, unconscious that farewell would have been apt.
Smile torn in shreds, Fear their companion.
Tomorrow, they never knew only a fantasy.
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Let me be the sun to bring light to your life.
Let me be the oxygen to give air to your heart.
Let me be the fire that will burn every sadness in your life.
Let me be the rainbow that will add colour to your world.
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What happens in your world is not what happens in mine. Looks oftentimes adorn herself in an apparel of deception.
Bruised but not crushed.
Broken but not shattered.
Down but not out.
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What you see before you is not always as it seems.
All you have to do is look within.
Look behind the scene and you will see the untold story.
Behind every DARKNESS hides a beam of
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In the trenches, they dig deep.
In harm's way they toil, murky waters they swim.
Along enemy lines they put their lives on the line.
In the heat of battle, they stick out their neck.
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No need to CRY when you can TRY.
If you don't FRY how can it be DRY.
I hate to PRY else I will WRY.
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Night of passion, my Nightmare.
I lust for her flesh like a voracious beast on a prowl.
Buried in my thoughts, if I could devour her sumptuous body.
Scavengers will hover round carcass, until his thirst be satisfied.
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Their boisterous cheers make our hearts sing for joy. Even their beautiful tears will tear down Heaven's door.
Blessed are we with their flawless smiles, no grudge in their innocent hearts.
Delicate and naive hands toil and soil in the mud. With sheer industry they build sand castles like the Eiffel tower. Priceless pears bestowed upon us by Mother Nature.
Beautiful voices in a symphony, they chant under the blue sky. In euphoria they bask under the cover of the ageless sun, they bathe in ecstasy as the sky shed tear drops.
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Life oft takes us to a road that leads to nowhere.
we find ourselves caught up in the middle.
Sinking in the deep blue sea or having dinner with the devil.
Between the love of a mother and the attention of a wife.
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In my peaceful death of a sleep
Trying to escape from a world so restless
I fly to a place of solemn refuge
Not even the bark of canine wolf
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