EMMANUEL GIWA-ALADE Poems

Old age is no honour
It's just a coward way to go funny enough we all want it.
Life, full of uncertainty.
Death is certainty, for it is the only thing that is certain.
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life is full of ups and down,
blowing like a tip of a gown,
my sadness comes when all hope is down,
making me end up with a frown,
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Sadness I use to embrace for in it I dwelled in those days
Happiness was far from my reach and there was no one for me to beseech, for this love that you all preach.
I wondered and wandered searching for that feeling they say "gives a man strength at the cost of his mind" even when he sees he's still blind;
love they call it, I have tasted it and I have felt it but the monster birthed from a broken heart made me numb making it difficult for me to succumb to that feeling again even though the monster drives me insane.
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life is full of ups and down,
blowing like a tip of a gown,
my sadness comes when all hope is down,
making me end up with a frown,
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pain is all that we feel
that's why we're trying to heal
hurting each other brought out the worst in us
doubt, anger, and lies splited us
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At every whisper of your name,
My heart skips a beat, in sorrow's frame.
For my heart breaks, in strata deep,
Tendrils of pain my soul do keep.
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