as ember-lit words,
strike the depths of brimstone hearts,
pain turns to ashes.
I’d like to express my gratitude to everyone whose works have served as a source of upliftment amidst troubling times and also inspired a vast community of readers. Do accept my heartfelt thanks and have a lovely week ahead. Ciao!
Cheemnonso
kissed by a whirlwind,
her life’s leaf turned thrice over—
twenty… twenty-three.
Now for most, the New-year New-me bells toll, and the resolutions made are so clear that they could usurp the 8K UHD pixels, lol. For some, however, little doubts about the new year surface after succumbing to the daunting trials and tribulations encountered over the last three years.
What I’d like to say is that experiencing these challenges seems almost inevitable over a year, but how we react to them, with the help of loved ones and support from each other, is what determines the extent of the ups and downs faced, and the subsequent amusement of the thrilling roller coaster ride.
Nonetheless, I’d like to wish you a happy new year riddled with superfluous crests and the fortitude to overcome the sparse troughs, hoping that come December 31st, 2023, we’d reflect with a gleeful grin on our faces saying, “What a wonderful year”. Do stay blessed as always. Ciao.
Cheemnonso™
as life’s price sky-highs,
with needs, sunken in the clouds,
she seeks heaven’s reach.
…the cost of living might have gone through the roof, and our responsibilities to families and loved ones can sometimes become unbearable, but, that should be no reason to devalue our lives and give up the ghost, but rather, we should see it as a source of self-motivation as we progress through life’s daunting hurdles. There have surely been worse days, and definitely, better days are coming. Do stay blessed and have a lovely week ahead.
Cheemnonso.
fruits of the Spirit,
entombed in God’s beloved pod—
Christ in a nutshell.
…so, as you bask in the Easter season, remember to keep the faith, for the nutshell is cracked, and Christ is risen, thus, ye shall bear fruit.
For more Easter themed micropoems, feel free to read these, as you relish the comforts of the season:
Do remain blessed as always. Ciao!
Cheemnonso
living through the pane,
bodies snuggled in the blinds,
whilst hearts drew curtains.
Though it may be the saddest word ever said, goodbyes still have their due moments.
Feel free to peek through my Goodbye window, to see the first of its series, and do make sure you have a hearty week ahead.
Cheemnonso
afloat on crisp sands
whilst bathed in Sun’s mirth showers,
she hears gulls chatter
as troubled tides ebb to sleep;
thence she knew, that life’s a beach.
Feel free to also read and share your thoughts on By The Sea (Haiku version), as you bask in the merriments of the lovely week ahead. Ciao!
Cheemnonso™
when heavens’ tears cease,
as groundwater banks plummet,
scorched roses still pray.
So my dear beloved, keep the faith; for He’s risen.
Feel free to read my first version of Angel Tears, as you bask in the splendor of the Easter season. Stay blessed and blissful.
Cheemnonso
when the sea births love,
and the sun falls deep for her,
night and light turns one.
Here’s the link to my first Sunfall post from two years ago. Feel free to read and share your thoughts. Stay safe and blessed.
Cheemnonso
En route to our dreams,
we procure one-way tickets
through neon nightmares.
The question, however, becomes: “How much are you willing to pay for this trying travel?”
Cheemnonso™
when days turn sombre,
as the night dims the sun’s smile,
the moon doles out milk.
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Do stay positive in the midst of adversity, and as always, have a lovely day.
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Cheemnonso™
…bleeding on knife-edge whilst waiting on the dawn of life’s beauty, a voice whispered within…
as life mirrors art,
days may seem sketchy and gray,
till you smear crayons.
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Cheemnonso™
tombed in pillory,
our hopes seemed evanescent,
till He awakened.
Also, feel free to read this Easter free verse as you enjoy the wonderful season in the comfort of your homes.
Do stay safe and stay blessed.
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Cheemnonso™
hello, dear diamond,
come abide by my frail heart,
let’s make a full house.
With tongues sunken deep,
the flowers sang serenades
of her loved ones gone.
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Cheemnonso™
Blank pages flipping,
quaint quills dancing in the wind,
while ink drowns in mirth
as a new chapter dawns forth—
so, what story will you write?
A very glorious and wonderful New year to you.
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Cheemnonso™
She begrudged the cat,
who had nothing but nine lives—
thus, she chopped her soul
into facades of many;
her death, by a thousand cuts.
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Cheemnonso™
Sombre seas, the stage;
mournful clouds, the audience;
stern sun, the spotlight—
he oars through his pool of tears,
with none to ease his burdens.
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Cheemnonso™
Delicate daisies,
donning decent dew dresses,
dazzles drowsy dawns.
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Cheemnonso™
Bottom-dog bumpkins,
breaking breathtaking barriers,
bewilders best brains.
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Cheemnonso™
On Earth’s green carpet,
the gallant gull struts her stuff—
nature’s top model.
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Cheemnonso™
Through her needle eyes,
the swirling seam of the sea
stitches her ripped heart.
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Cheemnonso™
Tasty red herrings,
on salvers of food for thought—
our daily diet.
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Cheemnonso™
O dear sullen clouds,
Heaven’s own cotton candy,
don’t you dare cry now.
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Cheemnonso™
Like sixes of one,
and two threes of another,
we seemed so alike,
but as same magnet poles do
we keep on drifting apart.
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Cheemnonso™
sneering seagulls sing,
as he oars through lonely seas—
a party of one.
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Cheemnonso™
Laying in the wild,
plunged in a sea of nightmares,
the wind’s gentle strokes,
strum her furry coated strings,
and its music soothes her dreams.
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Cheemnonso™
The tender tendril,
writhes and dances o’er her love;
a painful allure.
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Cheemnonso™
The stars, I offered,
along with lustering moonstones,
yet, she needed space.
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Cheemnonso™
Would you help me up,
when crows sing the sun to sleep,
and my demons wake?
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Cheemnonso™
Buoyant balloons blown,
bask in their fullness of air,
’til they burst to bits.
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Cheemnonso™
The Scarlet macaw,
piercing the gusts as it swirls,
paints our dour town red.
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Cheemnonso™
and she said to me…
show me your dream plans,
heave me your broken pieces,
and I’ll build you up.
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Cheemnonso™
Blessed be the gusts,
for dead trees shall dance unclothed,
to thy forceful songs.
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Cheemnonso™
On ice cold mornings,
bell clanks stay sunken in frost,
while sloth drowns the bed.
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Cheemnonso™
It’s that time again,
when he travels round the sun,
with hopes not to burn.
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Cheemnonso™
Crisp orange sunset,
plunging into still waters,
makes our goblets smile.
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Cheemnonso™
The early snow falls,
swans swim, maids milk and lords leap,
a joyous fete looms.
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Cheemnonso™ wishes you a very merry Christmas.
Stray thoughts glide unseen,
through the mists of my mindscape,
searching for the perch.
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Cheemnonso™
Ember candlelights,
brightens our gloomy neon nights,
numbing creeping plights.
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Cheemnonso™
The golems of ire,
spits fire into men’s faint hearts,
coursing madness through.
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Cheemnonso™
Desire of the flesh,
raises tombs where Pharaohs lay,
sowing seeds of fey.
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Cheemnonso™
The earthy goddess,
enslaves men to her vile vines,
insatiating all.
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Cheemnonso™
Blindfolded, I groped,
stumbling through damning darkness,
and then, I found you.
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Cheemnonso™
On lonely pathways,
strewn with crumbs of affection,
we feed till we’re sate.
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Cheemnonso™
Like the rainbow,
our love breeds beauteous colours,
but, we’re colour blind.
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Cheemnonso™
Through the storm, we sailed;
with you, the crafty captain,
and my heart, your oar.
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Cheemnonso™
Like cyanotypes,
life paints beautiful pictures,
amidst negatives.
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Cheemnonso™
stray strands of Luna,
swirling in the milky way,
tastes like honeymoon.
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Cheemnonso™
O quaint Queen of hearts,
Fill my house with your aura,
So I may breathe again.
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Cheemnonso™
The fierce fangs of time,
gnaws deeply on my feeble flesh;
soon, I mummify.
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Cheemnonso™
Locked in mirth’s insides,
Ecstasy holds her hostage;
Her heart’s arrested.
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Cheemnonso™
Autumn auroras,
awe-gusts and august auras,
apays all ages.
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Cheemnonso
Walking on water,
Spirit and soul stays afloat,
Burdened body drowns.
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Cheemnonso™
Lost in the Ether,
the withering flower blossoms,
A mundane mystery.
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Cheemnonso ✍️
O marvelous dance,
pure poetry in motion,
how I bask in you.
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Cheemnonso
Susurrant sage sounds,
sleekly slays savoured savages,
stirring startling stares.
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Cheemnonso
The thin veil called life,
Fragile as it seems to be,
Yet, precious than gold.
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Cheemnonso
Winter; cold and dire,
Fills the earth with glum and gloom,
Yet, mere mortals stare.
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Cheemnonso…
Sister Abigail,
Graceful as a soaring sylph,
Fills the earth with warmth.
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Cheemnonso ✍️✍️✍️
The abyss of love,
Deep for my heart to eclipse,
Yet, I fall fatuous.
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Cheemnonso ✍️✍️✍️
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