Postschinenye in # poetry • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readLast MomentSomething must have killed him Hmm who knows what he died from? Hmm why did he die? What did he wanted to die for What did he die for? He didn’t die from what he wanted He died from the sting of an ant. What do you want to die for? He didn’t even know when he died.chinenye in # blurtafrica • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readMankindWhat kind of creatures are we? We have ears that enable us hear We have nose that enable us breath We have eyes that enable us see We have mouth that enable us speak Minds that enable us think We have heart that enable us feel We need every part to enable us live What kind of creation are we?chinenye in # poetry • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readI wonderSometimes I wonder who I was in the past life No one is new in this old world We are different versions of our soul Sometimes I feel I was a warrior, And sometimes I feel I was an observer of war Sometimes I feel I died in battle, And sometimes I feel I won the battle Sometimes am not scared to die just to be back, And sometimes I don’t…chinenye in # poetry • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readboring lifeWas born Sat, Crawled, Stood, Jumped, Climbed, Walked, Ran, Bent, Sat, Crawled, Died to be born againchinenye in # story • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readThe Gentle Knock Part 2In the morning my mind was made up, I picked up my flute and left the house, heading to the village square to practice with the band. Anayo was yet to arrive, and we needed to practice for the last time before the main event. I was asked to play the lead since Anayo who was originally the lead flutist was yet to come. I played so well that before…chinenye in # poetry • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readmoving trainShots fired Nowhere to go No one to hold Move your legs No time to think But why run? I have no gun No one And nowhere to go Everyone is running toward me So I thought Until I was the last No one in sight Shots fired I panicked And turned around The train was leaving I ran after it Until I got hold of it And behold Everyone…chinenye in # story • 6 yr. ago • 2 min readThe gentle knock part 1I was sad, I was sure of myself until now, what if am not good enough like Anayo said, what if I make fun of myself in front of everyone in the the village, I was thought that evening. I was deep in thoughts when Mama returned from the new market, I didn’t see her coming, I didn’t even hear her when she called my name the first time. “Nonso is…chinenye in # blurtafrica • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readtraditional igbo wrestlingThe Igbo traditional wrestling is a very popular sport in the Igbo community. It is a practice and acknowledgement of skill and strength as well as promotion of indigenous language, culture, norms, values, and traditions by young, physically capable Igbo men. In Igbo Land a man is believed to prove his physical strength when he is able to fight…chinenye in # poetry • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readi look at meI look at my pictures, and am like wow is that me, I look at the mirror and say this must be the real me, I look at my shadows and I love the man I see The man in the shadow is flawless and has no expression, The man in the picture is flawed, And the man in the mirror is sad.chinenye in # poetry • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readTeach me to LeaveTeach me how to love How to care How to stare at you How to be there Teach me how to fish and not eat To be woke and not sleep To be nice and not rude To live without sin Teach me how to swim To see without my eyes To live without my heart To live without seeing her eyes again Teach me how to endure my pains To hold the reigns To…chinenye in # poetry • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readFirst messenger of the dayI heard the cock crow three times by 3:33 am for the first time For someone who hadn’t slept, I understood that only few heard the first cock-crow in a day The rest of my world was fast sleep that dark morning for the satisfaction of early morning sleep If I had slept I would never have heard the clear early morning crow, which sounded like a…chinenye in # poetry • 6 yr. ago • 1 min read358timesStand like a tree Count to three Become free Stand erect Close to earth Demonstrate intents Find direct sunlight Grow to the tallest heights Live your best life Like a tree be direct Slowly count to five Become free again Count to eight Just be patient Like a tree reincarnate And live againchinenye in # blurtafrica • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readWhy don't you readOne can read a situation watching and observing with our eyes, what about the things we can’t see? Things we are not opportune to see, like the past? They say experience is the best teacher; books contain the best experience of the past and present. Imagine Christianity or other religions without the holy book, or the world without history.chinenye in # blurtlife • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readNo manNo man No man created himself. No man knows his fate. No man is stronger than his god. No man is without fault. No man is a clan. No man owns his life. No man gives life. No man knows when death will come No man can live without dying..chinenye in # poetry • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readI see the MoonUnder moonlight is love and passion Under moonlight is peace and quiet Under moonlight is freedom and power Under moonlight shadows cast impossible heights Under moonlight are whispers behind walls Under moonlight is when circle forms Under moonlight men build and show off under the sun Under moonlight is equality After moonlight is hope…chinenye in # poetry • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readFlowerI searched and didn’t see I waited until he found me I listened until he asked me Eagerly I took the ring Finally it was like a dream Patiently I stood by him In a flash invitations were sent Bells tolled loudly There he stood while I walked the aisle slowly, and for once I wasn’t in a hurry, my white gown couldn’t let me.chinenye in # poetry • 6 yr. ago • 1 min reada piper in the streetA piper in the street today Children played A trick he used A spell he induced And crowd he drew Brew he gained Money he earned Home he went Nothing he spent A life he lived todaychinenye in # blurtmusic • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readHarpThe harp occupies a position unique in the history of music. It is the oldest known instrument, having existed in one form or another, in every land and every age. The earliest evidence of the harp is found in Ancient Egypt circa 2500 BC. They were shaped liked bows or angular and had very few strings (because they lacked a column they could not…chinenye in # blurt420 • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readSpiritualWhat a choice madechinenye in # poetry • 6 yr. ago • 1 min readMelancholyHow I wonder and ask myself if am really alive, The pain is so much I don’t laugh My world is lost, so lost am alone How do I find home on my own, Mystified, am sinking on my feet, Not a grain to eat, I can’t sleep with dignity, I try, but slip into reality. Barely breathing, am covered in slough, It can’t be, I have had enough, If…
