Orikinla: Tears of a Broken Hearted Violin


There are tears ordinary eyes cannot see as we weep
These are not the tears on our pillows as we sleep.
Because these are not ordinary tears.
The invisible tears of our invisible fears
The tears we have been shedding over the years.
The tears of joy and the tears of harrowing sorrow
The tears of my heart and soul flowing till tomorrow.


So, here I am all alone
Since my beloved is gone.
She has left me without even saying farewell
She has left me abandoned by the wishing well.
I am so heart broken, because I have been forsaken.
How I wish she took me along to heaven
She can no longer hold me in her loving arms
She can no longer caress me with her loving palms.
She has been blown away like chaff in the wind
But her name still echoes in my mind
I can still hear her melodic angelic voice
In the echoes of the floating sound in space.
Her spirit is descending from the throne above
Descending to envelope me with her eternal love.


~ From The Prophet Lied by Ekenyerengozi Michael Chima.

Cuddlemii:

Thanks for pasting a poem on here.

Btw, thank you for responding to my request. I will keep you informed on the contest.

HARDDON:

A contest?

Pray tell ma conquest

Cuddlemii:

Lol

It's Nairaland's "The Poet" Competition Season 2. He is part of the Judges or he is the chief judge.

The competition is still months away though.

lari03: happy birthday today miss kel

HARDDON:

Months?

Oh cuddly

dis cove has been most calm.

Pray tell, y cast i мч eyes to d heavens in royal anticipation

Wen d banquet has bin set

Table layed

Yet we can't have a flick

yet no other honeycomb to milk

Where with we might reel

Sit @ d gods stables

And bless hearts with word's wealth untamed

Fresh, freely flowing from d lips of glowing human angels .

Cuddlemii:

Harddon, harddon, harddon, just save all of it for the competition

Cuddlemii:

Lol

It's Nairaland's "The Poet" Competition Season 2. He is one of the Judge or he is the chief judge.

The competition is still months away though.

Mynd_44:
What the hell? He is the chief judge?

**faints**
**reads cuddles comment**
**Dies**

HARDDON: chilling under the knob of knowledge

entangled within the tents of wisdom

enslaved by the whimps of lines

robed in sumptuous gradeur

wealth knows my ways

totally lost in the wilderness of words

can some1, any1, hear me call?

firestar:
Haiku:

Gather tears and mirth
For from ashes comes rebirth
Spent souls are its worth

e-talker:



"Tears in my tea cup" -
One swill, one taste and one pain;
Life has no sweet juice.

firestar:
Haiku:

From Blood spilt by Cain
Down to our Modern Day
Lies haunts of Ones Slain

firestar:
Haiku:

Gather tears and mirth
For from ashes comes rebirth
Spent souls are its worth

HARDDON:

Oh how gory your wit to мч call
I'd rada bask in the sun
And drenched in d rain
Dan be entangled in d miseries of whirlwind

A man of many means
The tale of a royal breed
I pray tail

firestar:

[size=13pt]A tale told one too many

Hang on

Elders tells me,

Prove that our investments aren't in vain
Of flint and fireproof things
We drilled in your heart
Carved also sacred things
...

I mouth them as if yesterday:

"Tell others too to
Find happiness child
Your bright future...

That's our gain"

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