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ABOUT DOGHUDJE DOGHUDJE AND HIS POEMS Doghudje Doghudje is a Nigerian writer whose creative imagination is hightened by the use of smooth flowing words. It is no wonder that his poems are quite easy to read and very capable of sending the reader to distant horizons reacheable by those who lend themseles to freedom of thought and open-mindedness. He currently resides in Surulere Lagos, Nigeria. |
KESSIENA- MY BLUE BEAUTY blue blue ribbon in your hair shinning brightly like the sun butterfly earrings so so cute dangling, gleaming from your ears orange lips of fleshly gold nicely match up with your frock ripple of beauty slim-sweet ebony smiling so true all so dressed up |
MEDITATION renewing my vows on a new day's birth wasting my worries upon the vast blue deep atop the ancient whispering winds that hiss and kiss that soothes, that goes here and there leaving me free into quiet and lee so pure and true i feel my stone heart melt |
Mirror Reflection Vngefull lovers True Denials Kessiena - My Blue Beauty Meditation Moon dance What Will Be Please Scroll Down For Poems |
MOONDANCE angels and fairies cherubims and seraphims heaven is lit by fragrant incense feel so high when i touch the sky knock my head against the sun hug the stars dance poly-ballet sweetest symphony music high the moon taps her feet smiles and winks at me it's twilight and a feast we're singing thru. |
WHAT WILL BE what will be will be i worry and fret for nought what will be will be why shudder , o my soul what will be will be all life is a big small school what will be will be making me even wiser what will be will be from a careless boy to a careful man what will be will be do go to bed, my dear frail heart. |
Poems by Doghudje Doghudje CHAPTER: 2 |
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MIRROR REFLECTION If I never love you, I would not hate you Why, you are the perfect angel I always dreamt of, Yet the worst demon I have found If my black blood did'nt flow through your veins If at least you were not my carbon copy Maybe then we would get along Then, we would be the sacred pair under heaven |
Vengeful Lovers Will you marry for veangeance? Or divorce for love? How much shall it pay us To circumcise our selfs Indeed, so much to jail our loneliness And reach tomorrow an inseparable two True Denials To reduce our warmest thoughts to ashes To douse with dishonesty these fires that burn To sweep us underneath the carpets To think tomorrow , never never yesterday because it brings us not free me or free you To think we are ended Is as easy as not. |
