Michael Eziudo
Michael Eziudo Poems
If I was an image in an evening classroom
I'd tell the privileged learners I'm their antonym
They have wings and can fly
But staying in this cage with a will to try
...
You came at dawn
With the zeal and energy of a young day
Promising and hoping all impossibilities to win
The world seemed a cascade of labyrinth decoy
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Ụwa m, ụwa m e, ụwaọma my Praise
Yes, the prayer in my heart, the smile on my face and the praise on my lips
Once upon a time one was it all
But like the dawn after a cold night you arrived
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Enyi m, ezigbo enyi m
I budi nwanne m ka I bu nwanna m
Enyi m onye kwo m n'azu ukwu m na-eru ala
Kee nke i meere m I no na-akoghari
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How caring you are and how faithful and loyal
Oh, I forgot, and how hardworking and primal
The best staff of the year and award topples awards
More time for the job and less time to yourself and less life
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I'm gone
Sorry to say, but I'm done
I measure all my sacrifices as no loss
Since the joy it brought me was my cause
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Once the tree looked withered and dried
For years sprouting seemed far
Was it summer or winter
Or planting season or harvest that showed
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When you see them
Tell them enmity does not fan the coal or oil the lamp
Tell them love soars on games not as the chameleon plays
Tell them a faithful man is a man of patience that watches the mouse run around the corners of the four walls and rests when it's tired
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I am the womb that gave you life
The shield from harshness from uncanny uncertain destination
And you had to breathe by my breath
And bone up by my bones
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Through the hedges and rough edges
Through the thorns and the pines
This rose that should be gotten
And held high and in all esteem
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Good night everyone
If love cares let it find me
For on my personal pursuit
I'm yet to hit the spot
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You are the song that I sing
Then when my heart get excited at mere promises
When all roads lead to the distance ever longed for
When the sun walks away
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I am a star yes I know
A star that does not recognise his fans is that one a star?
Soon, his source of light will deem
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I have reached it at last
There where my eyes had longed for for ages past
Where my prayers had pointed and heart mounted
This height the great sky where great eagles' soars are unlimited
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I don't blame them at all, I don't, no!
I blame the been-tos and them that live in Obodo Oyibo
For coming home with their maximized insanity and unexplained innuendo
Of the people whose mentality is complete opposite of their complexion
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Would you not look for what you look for elsewhere
Would it be below my waist you chose to bury your head
I am the world's innocent Lolita
And you are the lecher
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Yes, my reasonability I've lost
When trying to reason this inaccessibility
When I could not phantom your unavailability
Chai, chai, I'm left stranded in this 'lone
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Although I'm not begging you to stay with me
But before you go remember
You were the one that came to wake me up from my sad slumber
And poured milk and honey in my heart and beauties like roses in my eyes
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Before throwing in the towel and calling it quit
Have you given it a second thought, have you?
Have you searched the reasons you want to let go
And they are not birthed by temporary illusion and fear, have you?
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Michael Eziudo Biography
A Nigerian, from Imo State, born in Benin in 1985, grew up in Abuja and based in Lagos, I contracted writing and now I live in it. My life rotates around art and literature as I teach language and art, I write, act, compose and sing as well. I am naturally shy but presentably bold and I live the day as it comes and as if each day is the last. I am who you know from my works.)
The Best Poem Of Michael Eziudo
My Image
If I was an image in an evening classroom
I'd tell the privileged learners I'm their antonym
They have wings and can fly
But staying in this cage with a will to try
Is a choice of theirs of many in their pan
If I was an image on the currency in every pocket
I'd tell the users my frame is as worthless as a dry brisket
How early would they realize that...
That their pain had been nurtured in a heart
A wicked and unreasonable one that let's them scramble for crumbs
As far as they fold their hands, grind their teeth and leave life to fates
If I was the image on every man's wall
I'd glow my beauty to its full
So they can't help in their haste to peep of me
And I'll impress in their hearts through the day the truth they must see
That 'luck' falls in for ones that made up their minds
To while in prayer make the choice
Not to die when the death is an enslavement
That of many options available to 'em
They choose to fight the battles of freedom
But I'm not any of the many images
I am me of beautiful handsome looks
That leave with your mind many indifferences
So what you make of me is up to you.
Michael Eziudo Comments
Michael Eziudo Quotes
We don't need to go back to the past to learn from it. We carried the knowledge along when we left the past
When your eyes begin to see an ear, you'd be foolish to still keep thinking the ears still belong to you
ON MARRIAGE AND FEMINISM Homefronts are matters of responsibility which should be based on agreed principles backed up by approved tenets. Before the walls of marriage should feminism come in, not in the marriage. It'd end up becoming catastrophic and birthing sadists
The biggest challenge any man would ever have is his mind; if not castrated, she'd be the mother of all ugly assumptions and birther of all limitations
Those who won't fight or kill over disagreements are those who understand that the both parties disagree for the same good cause, they just don't have the same point of view
Most times when we love, it's not actually the look of the persons that keep us, it's some strange phenomenon we can't explain, and the fact that we can't explain it makes the puzzle of unavoidable interest
When we love the people we love, we love them because we're hopeful, we're hopeful that there's a feat we can attain with only these people in our lives; because they're the only ones that know how to push us on. Hence, it's heartbreaking to let go. And that's why we cry when they do go, not that they're indispensable.
When you're called upon for group giving, it's a call to part-take in a flowing blessing. Please respond, even if it is with the least currency, be involved.
We are limited, and actually deny ourselves certain privileges, because we busy ourselves thinking that people think what we think they're thinking about us. We need to really understand that people are busy being conscious of themselves than thinking what we think they're thinking about us.
The biggest challenge any man would ever have is his mind; if not castrated, she'd be the mother of all ugly assumptions and birther of all limitations
A lot of us have been limited because we are the ones that actually think what we think people think, where as, nobody really cares.
A lot of persons don't care what they look like from behind, from side, and even when they walk or stand. What you look like if viewed from the rear and side; and then, how you walk and stand, are all as important as how you look like in front, as each tells a lot about you. Your front tells of your fashion taste and packaging, your rear tells of how much you give attention to trivial matters and domestic demands, while the way you look viewing from the sides in addition to your walk steps and how you stand, tell of your personality. So when next you do your make up, remember that these other ones count too
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