okoye charles Biography

Whose homes are these, they never say
Both big and small, here they all lay
Among the gnawing rodent and the hungry tick
Ticking while the lonesome time dawdles away
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Each time at night
When I lay down and darkness beclouds my sight
Before I fade to the land of dreams,
My emotions betray me.
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On a Night dark and lonely
Possessed by fierce demons only,
Appeared a gem on heavens door.
So I saw and stopped, and stopped and saw;
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The moon rises in a darkened scene
In circle of grey, in black and white
A melancholic skies, the eyes do capture
A haunted portrait hanging on the walls of the heart.
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Love is not like the mother's womb,
where we dwell awhile and in peace sleep,
only to depart at the ninth moon.
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