Strange How feelings change The heart is a shooting range The things that die They don’t tell you why They just stop to cry. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
Poems
TIDES OF MARCH
Arriving soon Hardening moon No dawn, no morning It is always Noon. A quiet sun, ready Emotional but steady It is Noon already. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
WISH
The sun-blessed countryside
Green and blue far and wide
Wish you were by my side
Love is life’s most beautiful ride
When it died, I cried.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river
STOP ACCEPTING LIES
Stop accepting lies
Dressed up as niceness –
Humiliation lies
In falsehood, not kindness.
Empty conversations
Masking your blindness –
A Disappointed Soul
Will answer with silence.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river
LEARNING
Take your time to know.
Find your space to grow.
Time and space are seeds you sow
To reap maturity tomorrow.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river
YOU DON’T BELONG
You can only close your eyes for so long,
Your inner voice knows when something is wrong;
However hard you try to feel among,
You won’t be accepted where you don’t belong.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river
STAY THE COURSE
Cycles come around in their own time
But if you feel it, stay the course,
Mount your hill, your pain, your woman, climb,
Jedi, the faithful are fortified by the Force.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river
THE HURTING SPACE
Allow yourself the space to hurt, To mourn, to miss what is gone; If your tears want to wet your shirt, Let them fall, and flow, and run. Give yourself enough time to heal, The heart needs a while to transform; To intuit, to perceive, to deeply feel Is for the heart simply the norm. Walk away slowly from your past, No need to rush, you’re not coming back. Take in everything, first to the last, And then continue down that one-way track. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
SOMETHING’S HAPPENING
New things start When you’re not looking Old things end When you’re not looking New things start When you’re not looking In Creation’s kitchen There is always something cooking. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
MOVING THROUGH WORLDS
Moving through worlds Like a thought moving through minds - Changing and being changed By everything and everyone one finds. Worlds as different as different can be, Minds as far apart as distance can be, Hearts as strange as strangers can be, And yet in all these places you still can be. Che Chidi Chukwumerije Poems from the inner river
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