Martins Akhoeneto
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Homecoming was fun, awesome
But now so tiring and worrisome
In the year when trees made music.
Radiating the grandeur of glorious heaven.
...
Falling tears, like leaves in seasons
For how many more years
Shall you shed those tears,
All for memories beyond reasons
...
Year in, year out you come
In great delusion, an epic interest
Packed in vans of delusive saboteurs,
With pledges, both milk and in honeycomb
...
A time will come,
Real shall it become,
A day of dry rains
Against your early bargains.
...
In the torment of my fears
This torrential fall hit the coast
Adjoining my little voyage
Sometimes, we see beyond reason
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Black nights, blindfolded to heaven
Anchored beneath, a steel hell
Everything ill deed is given
A crescent moon bade farewell,
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Fly away O! Egrets
In a myriad of beaut design
Brighten up the blue skies
In great clusters of whites.
...
Here every sound seems dead
As wood in the evening beam
Ready for sacrifice to the roaring flame
Only waves of hovering fears could wash-off
...
Silence slept over their home for years
And made milk-filled in several bushels
Overflow, this painful smiles again
And mutter her like head of camel in chain.
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Hate me not O’ son
And blame not heaven
For this earthly guidance I show,
Why frown at my meager pay
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What timid outcry we hear from here?
At these other side of the western sea
A place were chauvinist call us blacks
Where craftiness and fraud are our tags
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You will never know how many smiles,
And how many aches that piles
Down within; in flooded tears
As memories awaken, - of barred years.
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You said she was down to earth
Mannerly bright and free from graven dirt
You lied, yes! you lied
Because a brimfilled of negatives she hides
...
in the heat of torture
craving it's soothing peace
can I for once find savour
with this forbidden past?
...
you came to me again
now and each night with a heavy face,
yet each time of your visit
I seem to be deaf and unrepenting
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Years of cheers, coming often,
May we see in these years
Always and in mind solace.
Yet, seem scattered in the mind
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Martins Akhoeneto Biography
Martins, Akhoeneto. Born on 23, May, in the Mid 80s, hails from Etsako East Local Government Area, Agenebode, Edo State, Nigeria. He attended the prestigeous Delta State University, Abraka where he bagged a degree in Biomedical Tech/Medical Physiology. A renowned professional in the medical field, writer, and a poet whose innate passion for poetry had been the driving force towards award winning poems like Proverb's Daughter, Journeys, Death At A Funeral, Elegy, Sonnet II, The Deluge and a host of other thrilling works. He is a friendly but emotional mind who believe the best weapon of the human mind is words not swords.)
The Best Poem Of Martins Akhoeneto
Homecoming
Homecoming was fun, awesome
But now so tiring and worrisome
In the year when trees made music.
Radiating the grandeur of glorious heaven.
And the world began in my father's yard
Now the old man is an expectant
Boast of his sweat and gains
Now life had traveled back to town
And the place of solace, turn boredom
The farms are outgrown by spear grasses
These few years of my treasure hunt.
Joy of communal call faints and died
Not as the very youthful days
When the strong feet of mum and dad
Were still planted on this earth.
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