By: Okoli Stephanie Orjiugo (O.S.O)
Level:1
(3 votes, average: 3.00 out of 5)
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I’m sorry but I feel so unworthy right now
Why do you want me back?
My mind is a tangled web of imperfection
Why comb my thoughts?
Detangling those perfectly curled knots stubbornness
By: Arc
Level: 1
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They were so full;
Eyes were wide shut, yeah it is blind;
We did it like we were fools;
Complete fusion of two minds.
By: Arc
Level: 1
(1 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5)
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Locked away in Lilith’s sanctuary;
Deep down in hell’s library;
One hellova mess this labyrinth;
Scared shitless, forced bravery.
By: Arc
Level: 1
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I rise from my bed;
The body you see is definitely not yours;
I hear from my head;
I’ve grown so lean; I didn’t plan to bear this cross.
By: Arc
Level: 1
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“Disclaimer: This poem is targeted at showing what eagerly accepting homosexuality can bring to our society….The writer is in no way campaigning for Pedophiles…This is through the eyes of a pedophile in our decaying society….”
This is a good world for me;
Females are allowed to love females;
Men are allowed to violate males;
Hell humans do it with animals.
By: Arc
Level: 1
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You want a crown;
You’d have to drown;
Die several deaths;
Lose several bets;
Still you must have a head on your neck.
By: Okoli Stephanie Orjiugo (O.S.O)
Level:1
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Sometimes she feels like a bridge spread across a hollow emptiness
A gateway that has been uniquely constructed to be travelled upon
Countless tires and footprints trails her sturdy road
Yet she fails to be eroded by emerging potholes
For her foundation was reinforced with the steel of love.
By: Okoli Stephanie Orjiugo (O.S.O)
Level:1
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Do not toss me far too deep lest I will drown
I can only bear so much even if I appear to be a clown
You see me wear a smile but a thousand layers below there is an indolent frown
I put up a show for you and perhaps for myself; a fleeting way to forget today’s down
Look into my eyes, do not be deceived by their sparkles, they could hold secrets of a town
Yet they are pinholes that bring to light the wretched pain my heart bears with every pound
By: Okoli Stephanie Orjiugo (O.S.O)
Level: 1
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Frailty and fragility are knitted into her being
Seated on a cane chair beneath an Udara tree
The wind blows a trumpet of victory
As nnunu perched high above tunes a melodious soliloquy
By: Okoli Stephanie Orjiugo (O.S.O)
Level:1
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The heartbeats: lub-dub
A sound that testifies to the presence of a soul still in a body
A sound that remains oblivious to the ears; unaware of its steady pounding
Lub-dub, lub-dub, lub-dub
Suddenly the intensity of this heartbeat is heard by your own very ears
Pulses increase, hands become sweaty, and butterflies find a lily garden in your tummy
You have been diagnosed with the symptoms of love.