chize ryan ogunkah Poems

I see you with my grateful eyes
As your mercy pours forth
Upon the face of the earth
And the heavens thunder
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the jealous woman
woe to who finds her
the epitome of rife
she cuddles cynicism and vitriol
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The American dream
A sordid cliché that caresses the ego of the "American"
And dwarfs the passion of the native kind
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In the real wonders of the earth,
Truth lies in the line between reality and idealism
Between logic (wisdom) and foolishness
Exaggeration and euphemism
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My thought process is like rush hour traffic
With intermittent flashes of images
Like the effect of street lights
On a motioned vehicle on a Friday night.
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A raving antithesis to the break of dawn
And fights sunrise with the spill of fawn
It spreads its spell like the barf of ghoul
Upon the beauteous spritely soul
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Like the heel of Achilles
she colours the core of his being
An invisible scar
that taunts his belief
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Sometime it's excruciatingly hard when you come to the stark realization of who you really are. You struggle with your true self and in constant battle with your emotions. You gaze at the world in bafflement and wonder at the great scheme of things and how different world elements/tenants comprehend, interpret and apply the rules of existence.
Humanity ascribes to himself the origin, possessor and custodian of a higher intelligence (wisdom) but is shackled by his concepts of what liberty and freedom are. He is governed by his invented order of things and condemns any he considers to have run foul of this order.
But the sea, a co-tenant and uninhibited wanderer possesses a wisdom that cannot be scribed on parchment but in the hearts of men and on the sands of time.
She understands the concepts of liberty and freedom in ways that conform and align with the true meaning in the universeas she wanders vagrantly defying the embankment imposed by man's order.
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I hear the sounds of the night
it is pseudo-silent but piercing
I hear the distant sounds of the night
from a distance I cannot tell (see)
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As aurora spreads her influence lazily
across the scattered skies
she hatches first
the wingless flicker of hope
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