Submissions by Joseph-Zenieh
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
JESUS SPEAKS TO A YOUNG MAN.
JESUS SPEAKS TO A YOUNG MAN.
Do not pray, young man, but save the child,
in the boat, and his mum's on the shore.
Fearful waves and winds so strong could cut
the unstable rope his mother tied.
Diving in the water is too hard;
it's the loudest prayer you can sing.
I am urging you to save the child
as l saved poor man from his first sin.
Your great saving act is so divine
as the child will be in his mum's arms.
With utmost content, l'll look at you,
and the happy two give you delight.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS...
Do not pray, young man, but save the child,
in the boat, and his mum's on the shore.
Fearful waves and winds so strong could cut
the unstable rope his mother tied.
Diving in the water is too hard;
it's the loudest prayer you can sing.
I am urging you to save the child
as l saved poor man from his first sin.
Your great saving act is so divine
as the child will be in his mum's arms.
With utmost content, l'll look at you,
and the happy two give you delight.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS...
#sacrifice
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REAL SEX
REAL SEX
I'm surprised how people speak about
sacred acts in such a trivial way.
Sex is the result of love between
Two hearts that no power can sever.
Both do their best to restrain themselves
as he fears to hurt whom his heart loves
and her love is much greater than that
rush behaviour that may bring regret.
Sex is supreme when two are in love;
both are ready to become one heart.
There's no force to set the two apart,
and each loves the other more than self.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ...
I'm surprised how people speak about
sacred acts in such a trivial way.
Sex is the result of love between
Two hearts that no power can sever.
Both do their best to restrain themselves
as he fears to hurt whom his heart loves
and her love is much greater than that
rush behaviour that may bring regret.
Sex is supreme when two are in love;
both are ready to become one heart.
There's no force to set the two apart,
and each loves the other more than self.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ...
#sex
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I CAN'T FORGET HER.
I CAN'T FORGET HER.
A girl who lived beside my home was poor in shape and mind.
Her parents did not care for her; no one saw her but laughed
at her appearance and her words, and at her dirty clothes.
None cared about this girl and we, young boys, liked to annoy.
She used to carry sticks with her and walk along the street.
We, little boys, would take a stick, and she would start to weep.
I recall her after long time and she lacerates my heart.
She brings hot tears to my sad eyes when l live that old sight.
What had she done to be like...
A girl who lived beside my home was poor in shape and mind.
Her parents did not care for her; no one saw her but laughed
at her appearance and her words, and at her dirty clothes.
None cared about this girl and we, young boys, liked to annoy.
She used to carry sticks with her and walk along the street.
We, little boys, would take a stick, and she would start to weep.
I recall her after long time and she lacerates my heart.
She brings hot tears to my sad eyes when l live that old sight.
What had she done to be like...
#memories
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THE STUMP OF A TREE
THE STUMP OF A TREE
Short stump of that tall tree, you touch my heart.
You were a tree so high and full of leaves.
My parents saw you when they passed you by
and went to their own house when they lived near.
You saw them and you blessed them with a look
so full of love and tender feelings to
two living persons from a living plant
that knew the place where they would go to dwell.
You went with them where no one knows but you.
Do you see them in your new home up there?
If you do, please tell them l miss them much,
and your...
Short stump of that tall tree, you touch my heart.
You were a tree so high and full of leaves.
My parents saw you when they passed you by
and went to their own house when they lived near.
You saw them and you blessed them with a look
so full of love and tender feelings to
two living persons from a living plant
that knew the place where they would go to dwell.
You went with them where no one knows but you.
Do you see them in your new home up there?
If you do, please tell them l miss them much,
and your...
#memories
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SHOULD PARENTS BE SURPRISED ?
SHOULD PARENTS BE SURPRISED?
They think that they will have what will be theirs.
They have a lot of children; each will be
a human being who has his own viewpoint
which will diverge from that of his close kin.
The parents feel surprised; those are our kids!
We've brought them up in one, most loving home.
How can they differ and sometimes get rough,
and we've endowed them all that we can have?
Poor parents! You don't know that every child
is one who comes to life to pass along
a way so full of thorns to reach a peak.
I...
They think that they will have what will be theirs.
They have a lot of children; each will be
a human being who has his own viewpoint
which will diverge from that of his close kin.
The parents feel surprised; those are our kids!
We've brought them up in one, most loving home.
How can they differ and sometimes get rough,
and we've endowed them all that we can have?
Poor parents! You don't know that every child
is one who comes to life to pass along
a way so full of thorns to reach a peak.
I...
#LifeStruggles
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MODERN POETRY
MODERN POETRY
Where is the beauty of the word
that makes the person love to read,
and when it's read it moves the heart
whose feelings kindle a deep spell.
Where is the fluency of words
that flow with rhythmic tunes and sounds?
The poem has got just a thought
that can depict an ugly sight.
Where is the clarity of sense
that we should know to feel the charm?
All disappeared and sacrificed
to make the piece a guessing game.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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Where is the beauty of the word
that makes the person love to read,
and when it's read it moves the heart
whose feelings kindle a deep spell.
Where is the fluency of words
that flow with rhythmic tunes and sounds?
The poem has got just a thought
that can depict an ugly sight.
Where is the clarity of sense
that we should know to feel the charm?
All disappeared and sacrificed
to make the piece a guessing game.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
____________________________________
#WritingPoetry
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HE NEEDS SOMETHING ELSE.
HE NEEDS SOMETHING ELSE.
He wants to find a meaning to his life;
he is so poor and moves from door to door.
He is a person of a high request,
but people see his hand and not his face.
They give him just a penny or some bread
and when big_hearted, they give him a pound.
He has no pledge in his pouch or his mind
to make him feel the sunrise of his hope.
He looks at people with beseeching eyes,
but none would see what his eyes try to say.
They see their pound and how to make amends
while he can't see the coins but his lost...
He wants to find a meaning to his life;
he is so poor and moves from door to door.
He is a person of a high request,
but people see his hand and not his face.
They give him just a penny or some bread
and when big_hearted, they give him a pound.
He has no pledge in his pouch or his mind
to make him feel the sunrise of his hope.
He looks at people with beseeching eyes,
but none would see what his eyes try to say.
They see their pound and how to make amends
while he can't see the coins but his lost...
#inequality
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AN ATTRACTIVE WOMAN
AN ATTRACTIVE WOMAN
A man loves meekness in a woman's eyes.
Their mildness has the role of the strong pull.
They flow without permission into hearts.
So lucky is the man who gains their glow.
How much he loves the beauty of a girl
who enfolds charm that dwells in her coy face.
He looks at her with fire that ignites
his deep desire to hold and to embrace.
Her calm appeal incites his heart to feel
she can be his dear wife and he her mate.
He would like such a girl to share his life
here on the earth and even...
A man loves meekness in a woman's eyes.
Their mildness has the role of the strong pull.
They flow without permission into hearts.
So lucky is the man who gains their glow.
How much he loves the beauty of a girl
who enfolds charm that dwells in her coy face.
He looks at her with fire that ignites
his deep desire to hold and to embrace.
Her calm appeal incites his heart to feel
she can be his dear wife and he her mate.
He would like such a girl to share his life
here on the earth and even...
#beauty
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MEN AND TEARS
MEN AND TEARS
It's said that men are hard and should not weep.
Their hearts are made of rock and harder still.
When it begins to rain, the rocks get wet.
This dew is not their tears. It is the rain.
The rocks have got an inside made of flint.
So must be your hearts, men. Leave tears to girls.
The dew of roses is mixed with their tears
if they don't have sharp thorns to keep hands off.
A man has thorns that lurk in his strong arms.
These thorns can vent the anger in his heart.
The men whose thorns are blunt or shaved by life ...
It's said that men are hard and should not weep.
Their hearts are made of rock and harder still.
When it begins to rain, the rocks get wet.
This dew is not their tears. It is the rain.
The rocks have got an inside made of flint.
So must be your hearts, men. Leave tears to girls.
The dew of roses is mixed with their tears
if they don't have sharp thorns to keep hands off.
A man has thorns that lurk in his strong arms.
These thorns can vent the anger in his heart.
The men whose thorns are blunt or shaved by life ...
#TruthOfLife
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MAN'S FAMILY, HIS TALENTS
MAN'S FAMILY, HIS TALENTS
You give Me, Father, Your most precious kids.
I keep them safe and in a glorious state.
They are as dear to Me as You love them.
I keep them in My eyes. They are My sight.
The men You give Me l ask them to take
their children, who should be as dear to them.
They should keep them as safe as l have done,
and give them what they need to be so great.
As parents, they will take as l've received.
Their kids are not just theirs, but gifts from You.
They are the talents that You give all men,
and You...
You give Me, Father, Your most precious kids.
I keep them safe and in a glorious state.
They are as dear to Me as You love them.
I keep them in My eyes. They are My sight.
The men You give Me l ask them to take
their children, who should be as dear to them.
They should keep them as safe as l have done,
and give them what they need to be so great.
As parents, they will take as l've received.
Their kids are not just theirs, but gifts from You.
They are the talents that You give all men,
and You...
#responsibility
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THE NIGHT BEFORE THE FEAST
THE NIGHT BEFORE THE FEAST
Approaching feast, your night before is great.
We expect all the pleasure we await.
You are not born, so you can't go so soon.
We dream of your nice pleasure and your boon.
You are the day on which we all are thrilled
and have the meals we love where cooks are skilled.
We meet the girls whose eyes are full of love,
but coy to say what they ask from above.
How great is life when we look forward to
the sparks of joy that fill the coming view.
We wait for what can fill the heart with life
as all...
Approaching feast, your night before is great.
We expect all the pleasure we await.
You are not born, so you can't go so soon.
We dream of your nice pleasure and your boon.
You are the day on which we all are thrilled
and have the meals we love where cooks are skilled.
We meet the girls whose eyes are full of love,
but coy to say what they ask from above.
How great is life when we look forward to
the sparks of joy that fill the coming view.
We wait for what can fill the heart with life
as all...
#uplifting
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THE BLISS OF IGNORANCE
THE BLISS OF IGNORANCE
There is a cave not far from my small town,
up in the middle of a slope so steep.
The people of my town feared that grim spot
as they narrated tales about a ghost.
An old man'd lived in that most horrid cave.
He died some time ago, but old men said
his ghost appeared to them when they went there
and asked those men to leave or bear revenge.
Nobody could get near and it was called
the haunted cave that all the people feared.
I mean no one except a tourist who
stayed there to save the cost of dear...
There is a cave not far from my small town,
up in the middle of a slope so steep.
The people of my town feared that grim spot
as they narrated tales about a ghost.
An old man'd lived in that most horrid cave.
He died some time ago, but old men said
his ghost appeared to them when they went there
and asked those men to leave or bear revenge.
Nobody could get near and it was called
the haunted cave that all the people feared.
I mean no one except a tourist who
stayed there to save the cost of dear...
#ignorance
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5 Comments
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