ONUOHA CHINAZA

ONUOHA CHINAZA

MY HEART

My heart overflows with bile

My friend who ate my bread

And slept in my bed have turned her heels at me

I like us like a tree with its branch

Lovely and intimate

Fruits excellent and comely

But you stole behind me

Leaving me in the dark to light

My heart strikes like lightening

It roars like the storm

It burns like fire

It devoured the stubble

The flame ravished the chaff

Our root rotten

And the blossom went into the dust

My heart sits in darkness

Burning in sorrow

My tongue spoke

You took mute

I then sealed my mouth with a bridle

Like a horse in resolution to fate

Time slept I sucked my anger

Until it cast up wisdom

Wisdom I already met

Wisdom I sowed

Yet I fell into its thorns and thistles

Then it became my tool

Of experience

It cries

Trust no one

With this fountain of knowledge

I arose like a flood

My heart secretly pipes for my friend

For wisdom is come up to me

LAST NIGHT WE PRAYED

Last night we prayed

Last night we heard - it was not in a dream

The sound of a wryness

Crumbling,

Rumbling,

Thumping,

Our hearts flew

The harder we prayed

The closer it grew

What fear grip our voices

We trembled all night abashing some malignant nemesis

And stilled by the hands of fear

There’s icy silence

Thickening sound arises

Creaking,

Cracking,

Screeching

Dreadful our eyes shut to eternity

Suddenly there’s icy silence again

Our hearts silenced

At the empty sound

We heaved a deep sigh

Dazed gazed at the rat shadow

SUN SUN STOP

Sun sun stop and rest

All the trees are dead with sun

And all the earth are burnt with sun

Sun sun stop and rest

Shine a little everyday

Store your energy another day

ONUOHA CHINAZA

ONUOHA CHINAZA, a Nigerian from Abia State. She is an upcoming Writer. A Christian by religion. She holds a degree in Bachelor degree in Education English. (B.Ed) From the University of Nigeria (UNN), who is looking forward to putting her potentialities to bear if given the opportunity.