A CIARA'S COLLECTION

Copyright © 2020 by Jessica Duru

                                JESSICA DURU

CONTENTS

Forever With You

For You My Love

Memories

Broken

I Will Never Let Go

Victory

Pained

A Mother's Tears I

                    II- Death Eater

Bleeding Soul

Tormented

A Longing Call

A Lifetime's Walk

A Penitent's Voice

Abandoned

The Unsinkable Ship

Hero

A Call For Justice
                      Freedom


FOREVER WITH YOU

With lips wine red;

And face white-skinned, and bosom perfectly fitted,

Alongside curvy graced hips

And a lavender scent to match:

Her beauty doth glows

Like that of a new born

Brought into the world,

So innocent and meek

But yet ravishing

In the most sweetest way I’d ever seen

For even in the shadows,

Her beauty is never concealed

And even when darkness prevails,

It overcomes every bits

Like the roses blooming in the meadow,

And the sun shining from whence it’s placed;

So shall my love for you be

Never ending,

And forever eternal

For as long as I’ve always got you with me,

I wouldn’t ask for anything else,

My sweet Amor…


























































FOR YOU MY LOVE

For you my love,

I shall sing in delight,

And with the sweet wonders of my voice;

Will capture your heart

As you lay lost in my charms

For you my love,

I shall waltz out in the open

And side by side we shall dance

With the candle-light burning aglow,

And the moonlight gleaming in our path

For you my love,

I shall trample on every scorpion and snakes,

And climb every mountain

Just so I can be with you

For you my love,

I’ll sail across the seven seas

And seek every corner of the earth

No matter how much it’ll cost

For you my love,

I’ll conquer demons,

And shall slay dragons at your feet

So no danger can lurk in your way

And for you my love,

I’ll do anything

Anything just to be your side,

And remain yours…

For the rest of eternity.
















































MEMORIES

When I’m with you,

I feel happier than I ever felt

When you’re not here,

I feel all sad and down,

And tearful and sore

I know…

I know I promised

That I was never letting a tear

Roll down my face

But I just couldn’t hold on to that

Could I?!

You said you were…

That you were never going to leave

But you did!

And let go of everything…

Everything we ever shared!

Now my heart is saddened…

Saddened from the damage you caused!

And all that is left are memories;

Memories I vowed never to forget

Memories that keep me going

Even though it hurts

That I’m never going to see you again

But I’m certain…

I’m certain that I’ll heal

From the aching that make my heart throb

And though summer may pass,

And all the seasons as well

Still, my love for you won’t

Just like I’d promised

Hate me!

Ignore me!

And push me all away….!

But that will never get the best of me

For my strength has grown over the years,

And I’m stronger…

Stronger than the ferocious lion

That roams the wild!

And firmer…

Firmer than the tallest tree

That stands on the forest grounds

Not even the mighty wind can blow me down

No!

Not even that!

You may let go of every memory…

Every memory we once shared,

And every feeling…

Every feeling we once had for each other,

But mine will always be there

For as long as I shall remain on this earth

With the breath of life still in me,

I’ll never forget you,

My dearest Aurora….


































BROKEN

Her smile,

That smile

Her beauty that yonder shines,

And her love which strengthens me

Like the wind blowing unceasingly

Across the White Eastern sea

Shall it forever be?

Oh, I wish…

If only wishes do come true

I feel the longing pile up

With each day that goes by,

Shall it ever pass?

Oh, I doubt

Love is really hard like they say

Everything seems so broken

Even from afar,

One could still see

Can it ever be fixed?

OH, I know not…

Nor the royal empress herself

For the rust will forever go on…




I WILL NEVER LET GO

Love;

A mystery born to bring happiness,

And to some,

A saddened and a broken heart,

Shattered into pieces,

And feared never to be repaired

Never to be healed!

Love;

A bittersweet ride born into the world,

Destined to impregnate the whole of mankind,

And thus bring joy to the earth

But it is as I feared;

The heart of man is far blinded,

Poisoned from the reality in front!

My fears are awoken,

My eyes soaked with tears,

My heart bleeding from the throbbing pain,

Anguish and fear eating me up from the inside out!

O’ how shall I live?

How shall I breathe?!

O’ my one true love

My beloved Ayana!

When shall I see you again?

When shall I feel your warmth on my pure beating heart?!

Once again my heart is aching;

Aching from the loneliness and emptiness you left behind

O’ my poor heart

So wounded and hurt, are you?

Now the clock goes ticking,

And with every second,

Comes life drifting out of me,

My breath getting thinner;

Reminding me of my time left on earth

And though several years may have passed,

And my body gone all frail and weakened with senility,

I never will let go,

Until my creator comes calling me home….






























VICTORY

I gaze endlessly at the stars,

My legs rooted to the ground,

My mind trapped in a deep ocean of thoughts;

Wondering and dreaming when that day would come;

The day my victory would be announced,

And my name heard on every lips;

The four corners of the earth calling out to me,

And the warm breeze carrying their wild cheers,

As I go dancing all gay and bright,

Celebrating my new found victory

If only it would be…




























PAINED

Her cries echoed aloud in the still of the night

A cry of pain

A cry that will never cease to flow

For as long as her heart is wounded,

And bitterness still lingers inside,

It will always remain a part of her

If only she knew what laid in wait

If only she knew…

But like they say;

One can’t really tell what’s going to happen next

Even if he tries

No one could have guessed…

No one!

If only she could turn back the hands of time,

And make everything right again…

Evil like they say

Never reveals itself

It’s always concealed,

And rather lurks in the shadows Like some petty coward!

Once the sun goes down,

And the moon takes its peak,

It slowly crawls out,

Hence begetting the dark,

And impregnating the silent tranquil scene thus

There, evil lurks

Out on the streets,

Trudging footsteps can be heard,

And masked figures seen,

Hovering on every corners,

Lying in wait for their prey

To wander out in the dark, cold night

Alas, she walks,

With body badly bruised,

And face swollen in a puff,

The tattered skinny figure walks down Triton lane

Arms crossed,

And sadness imprinted in her almond sunken eyes,

She plods;

With her haggard looks shimmering in the light,

And the tears in her eyes glistening

Yet, they didn’t care

Their eyes shone with lust,

And they readied themselves,

Encircling her

Each brutally taking turns,

Stripping her off the one thing she cherished most

Her pride,

Her innocence,

Her comfort!

All gone in the twinkle of an eye

She had nothing left

Nothing at all!

OH, what a selfish and wicked world we live in!

How shall the heartless pay?

How?!

I doubt this evil that has befallen the world will ever pass

I doubt it will!

Now it’s time I joined my creator,

And rest perfectly in his bosom.








































A MOTHER’S TEARS I

There is no greater pain

Than the loss of a child

An innocent being

Brought into the world;

Conceived for a purpose,

And born to bring light,

To shine aglow,

And to bring joy to every mortal

That walks the earth

A child born to bloom;

Like a flamboyant

Standing in the meadow

And the red roses

Standing in the sun

But soon taken away

From the world,

And snatched from the nest of its mother,

A mother so longed

To be blessed,

And her prayers be heard

From the heavens

Her heart is broken

Her tears worsened

From the pain,

As they go wetting the ground

Like a flowing river,

And a running stream

Bound to flow

And shall it continue to be

Or her heart be healed

From her aching loss.


II – DEATH EATER

Motherhood;

Such a blessed ride,

Full of hopes and dreams,

Longed to be fulfilled,

Longed to be real!

Motherhood;

A joy-conceiving memory,

Full of expectations,

Having newborns conceived,

And brought into the world;

A world so big and bright,

But yet so new….

One so strange and demon-filled,

And creatures cursed to slay;

Bound to feed!

The cry of their mothers wetting the earth, their pains burning fiercely

At death’s matching feast…




















































BLEEDING SOUL

Thunder rumbling at a distance

Lightning crashing loudly in the clouds

The earth trembling with fear

The biting north wind swaying every tree at its command

Hooded creatures trudging out in the streets

Their faces demon-like

Barging into every home,

And feeding on every blood


Amidst the chaos,

So weary and weak, she laid

Breath almost drifting

Her arms clasping a new born, so tender and young:

Eyes glistening with hope:

A hope she’d forever cherish

Thence came the demons

In tens, they marched

Her fears awakened

Hopes and dreams shattered

In a heart beat.




TORMENTED

Heavy I walk

Legs quivering with despair

Holding me back so I may not reach that place I desire:

A place I seek

And have tried so much to reach, but to no avail

This burden I bear

This heaviness pulling me down

With no desire of letting go!

Making me wonder if it ever will

Or shall remain till the day I’m called home

To give an answer to the life that have yielded nothing, but utter pain…
































A LONGING CALL

Could years pass

And the air still reek of my haunted past?

Could rivers flow

And still come to an abrupt end?

Could cherry trees blossom

And their bloom still fade?

Could mountains, hills and valleys stand

And the earth still holds them firm?

These questions I ask

My mind trapping them without an answer,

And with no one to reassure me

That I can be free from my bondage to fear;

A burden forced on me

By the harshly gust of nature enveloping my past!

One I am forced to bear

Its malodor hovering like a smoke

At what cost in life would be so enormous

To have the one thing I seek?

A thing much precious than all the riches in the embrace of the world;

One to overcome my fear,

And bring an end to shackles only I can see

Emeralds and pearls, I desire not

But the matching keys to my longing release

And if ever again I’ll be able to walk,

I shall travel far and wide,

Proclaiming my return…












































A LIFETIME’S WALK

Climbing up the Appalachians is no different from

Taking a trip down life’s rocky path;

A path harboring all things caused

To beget sad or ever glowing memories

Conceived from the adventures and journeys

Carved out in a circle;

Having no escape route nor an easy path

To a quest man must undertake

Lest he remains trapped

With no gain, or freedom

In a land now filled with oppressors and battles

Only he can overcome

So his sounding cheers

Would be heard.






















A PENITENT’S VOICE

With my eyes, I look up to the clouds

My heart seeking for redemption,

Wondering if it will ever be

I gaze endlessly at the heavens,

Searching for God’s salvation;

Raising my voice so he would hear me

And save me from the hands of devourers

To him I go crying

My voice ringing bitterly

With my knees kissing the bare ground

From his heavenly throne

He looks down to me;

Watching every step I take,

And hearing every word that eludes my lips

My heart is searched,

And buried within lies an ocean of sin

But true remorse is found,

And I be purged with hyssop…

And made a new creation.








ABANDONED

My heart is heavy with despair

My head spinning like a roaring wave

Seeking to swallow all thoughts

Heaviness and hurt piling up inside,

Eager to put an end to my kind!

The air I breathe trapping me

In my tragic past;

Making me a wanderer in a world long rejected me

From its warmly embrace

Now I am without a place

Having no one to put my fiery mind at ease

But I know someday all this would pass

And I shall be at rest and have eternal peace

In my creator’s bosom…











THE UNSINKABLE SHIP


Like a howling whale, the mighty ship sails;
One a million feet taller
And larger than anything ever seen

She sails across the seven seas
The cold waves kissing her,
As she moves with such pride;
Her sails gracing the humid air
Her mercy at the hands of sailors
Navigating and commanding

Sound of merriment ringing in the air;
Women and children chattering with no fear
Boastful mouths uttering things unfitting for the ears
Men in black emptying bottles and trays
Cheers of ecstasy embracing the night

Icebergs floating atop the waters
Waiting for its victim to arrive;
The great ship moving with such elegance and bravery;
The waters admiring her features;
Song of siren composed in her name
If only she could tell her end was near.

©Titanic











HERO

A hero’s time is a time of great joy;

A time of ecstasy and happiness

A time of wonders and countless things ought to marvel at

A time to celebrate and bring together amazing people;

One always to be heard and never be forgotten

For all lifetime











A CALL FOR JUSTICE


The labour of our heroes past
Shall it be in vain?

Our father land, our home
Shall it still be?

This chaos, this war
To what end?

This spirit of death ruling the day
Birthing agony and fear
When shall it stop?

The air reeks badly of blood;
The blood of innocent victims polluting the land;
A once peaceful land,
So blessed and graced
But now filled with terror:

Countless souls hovering unrest
Songs of mourning raised in their name;
Chants for justice enveloping the  air
As men match, seeking for what they desire

The labour of our heroes past
Shall it be in vain?

This greater tomorrow we seek
When will it be?

The people suffer in silence;
Their words having no meaning to those invoke
The oppressors claiming to be better
But no more will that be
For the time has come;
The time to reclaim what has being lost
So peace and harmony will reign once again.










FREEDOM


United we stand
Together we work
Our nation we build
Our home we seek
Our freedom we strive
Our voices we raise
And with hope, we will win!




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ONCE UPON A MEMORY

When I'm down, I think about you,
The things we used to do
And the moments we used to share

I remember the time we'd play out on the sand,
The coolness of the breeze blowing us
And the wind singing in our path
Raising praises in our name

But now all that is left are memories
I vowed never to forget
Never to let go...
Until we meet again

~Ciara

FATE

I look up to a thousand folks,
And what do I get?

This world I am;
This place I am forced to dwell
When will I be free?

I've searched and still haven't found anything;
Anything just so my mind will be at ease
And will cease to ache!
And until it's found,
It will continue to be..

~Ciara

BLOOD

When the north wind blows,
The earth trembles!
The trees sway at its feet
And the smell of chaos rules the tranquil night;
Bringing agony at death's embrace

                       ~Ciara

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  You can check out my story ... THE TERRORS ON HOUSTON STREET. I bet you'd love it so.

Genre - Horror (҂¤ ˇдˇ▼)ψ

  That's the cover down there. Looks scary, doesn't it?

FUN TIME

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Your my new best friend
And that is you


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BTW, in the mean time, you can check out my short stories line. Title - OUR TALE

And also my romance story - MY CAMPUS LIFE (purely fiction)

Same authoress ...same girl!


Wink (^_−)☆

WICKED REAPS

Pain,
Anger,
Rage.
All I feel.

Pain begotten from words ought not to be uttered;
Anger sown by the oppressors that think themselves better;
And actions reaped in the later age after all is forgotten!

O' here comes suffering and laments
As pains of the wicked aggravate and curses dwell
How shall they explain their cause to their seedlings
And flee from the shackles bound to them?

Tomorrow has no lasting age
And shall remain pregnant
Until their wickedness is fully reaped.


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Ciara9251:
BLOOD
   
You can check out my story ... THE TERRORS ON HOUSTON STREET. I bet you'd love it so.

Genre - Horror (҂¤ ˇдˇ▼)ψ

  That's the cover down there. Looks scary, doesn't it?

how much is it?

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how much is it?

Well it's a complete story now but I didn't write it to be sold... yet. Cause I need it to be fully edited and thoroughly checked before releasing it.