Israel Ebiti Poems

Tears and rain,
can you tell the difference between hurt and pain?
Like a man sobbing in the rain
he alone knws the measure of his pain.
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A saint although they say he was
who died all for love's sake;
yet not compared to the death on the cross,
for naught but death to take.
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Feathers have never been softer;
the sun had never been brighter;
the peacock's feathers elude beauty
at the sight of my dear affy
.
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On that day the west shall
beckon on the sun to
come home, for long
it has not known thd orange visage.
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Dust risen with the wind plays with the eyes;
with each strike comes a rise,
and then the incessant babblings of the wind;
unkind and very hesitatnt to rescind
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Colours of blue, red, orange and violet,
yellow, pink and dark a bit,
at the dawn of dusk a new experince is met,
in our everyday familiar sunset.
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Beauty lies within
in our hearts
strays can't help but lurk.
Beauty is in the radiance of your smile
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I look in the mirror and i see someone
with a face like mine but a long one
my heart bleeds and it drips from my chest
my scars are explicit like an ornamental crest
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What love surpasseth yours
all hearts melt when ur glory pours.
your spirit, on those that believe descends
and your love on the broken hearts abundantly transcends.
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These numbers i know are of colour green
the digits there-in i have not seen.
I did shout green!
Not knowing what it'll mean
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