Anesi Igebu

Knowing Him and making Him known…

Tag: poetry

#FeatureFebruary || Salvary by Joseph Boyle

Image from SaultOnline.com Allow me be sad, let me revel in my misery. For out of it has my most, treasurable moments, memorable comments, and settling thoughts. not now, i’ve found a home here. Allow me be sad, Let me revel in my misery. For out of it are my wildest smiles, longest walks, and […]

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Look Up, My Child

There are days when I feel like None of it is worth it. Why hope when everything is in shambles? Why trust when it seems I already failed? Why smile when darkness seems to win? Those days Are the days you speak in my heart, Loud enough, it makes every other thought fade ‘Look up, […]

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My Baby's Baby

Her large eyes I adore I’ve never seen anything cuter or prettier or more beautiful  Her little arms and little feet And her skin so smooth with that fragrance I could hold her for days She has my heart She is my everything  But before her comes her mother  My world My baby.

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Heaven 

I took a trip to heaven. Not that I died, no, In my imagination. I took a trip to heaven. With glassy roads and golden pillars Pure love and utmost praise Garden full of flowers My favourites, roses and lilies Birds and kittens Bunnies and lions. White and sinless beings Were all I saw I’ll […]

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From the meadow…

​I won’t pretend I’m happy I won’t pretend I don’t understand  I won’t pretend I don’t want you  Or deny that I miss you.  I won’t say I won’t wait I’ll be watching from afar Maybe one day you’ll change your mind? And I’ll be here, like I never left.

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Goldcolât

​She wasn’t chocolate dipped in gold She was gold, dipped in chocolate.  Forged in the hottest part of the world, made to endure pains. Hard enough to withstand anything but just as soft on the inside.  Pure gold dipped in chocolate embroidered with elegance, grace and a crown that sits perfectly on her head. She’s […]

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Writers Appreciation Post.

You know what I love about writers? And writing, lol. We’re so many, all of different ages, races and colours. But then, no matter the story or poem, even if they mean the same thing, we all come up with different words and ideas and it’s just so beautiful how so many different posts from […]

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