Tag: #poems

A New Dawn VI

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As the new year new me bells chimed,

the big bongs and her swan songs rhymed,

with her eyes piercing through the blues of the cloud,

as the memories in her theatrical dome trilled aloud.

Act twenty, scene twenty-four, she reminisced,

on all the good chapters she really missed,

wondering how body and soul still stayed alive,

even when sadness to mirth seemed twenty-to-five.

“Old things are passed away”, she said,

“To a better and brighter new year”, she pled,

one where she would be lushly loved by thy neighbour,

one where she would savour the fresh fruits of her labour.

Alas, she knew not all will be served on a silver platter,

for some yearnings of man tiptoe on the sky’s silver lining,

so she shoots at the stars with silver bullets and a pelter,

hoping it will rain silver spoons of God’s designing.

Image Source: Pixabay

As we celebrate witnessing the third millennium’s silver jubilee, it is normal for us to have lofty ambitions and plans for how the year-long anniversary should go; however, as previous years may have proved, just making resolutions without a guided attitude, dedication, and diligence may not suffice.

As such, I do wish you and yours a fabulous new year with good health and the strength to follow through with set goals and also to overcome obstacles in the way of your kind heart desires. Do have splendid days ahead, and till next time, ciao:)

Cheemnonso

A New Dawn V

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Source: Pixabay

…a blank page is drawn;

sotto voce, her thoughts mutter—

saying words without speaking,

her heart listens without hearing,

ideas, twirling tortuously in the tempest of her mindscape,

whilst nuanced notions gruesomely groped for a placid perch;

“What legacy will I write?

What myth will be written of me?”

such were the questions she pondered,

as her spirit took to flight,

whilst the clock leapt four steps at a time—

…twenty…twenty-four, …

Source: Pixabay

With the dawn of a new year and the unveiling of another glorious chapter in our lives, I do wish you rapturous moments spewing from your quills as you turn aspirations into reality with the aid of love bestowed by friends and family. I also wish you the strength and clarity to overcome the fewer hurdles that will inevitably lay before us and come 2025 Eve, we’ll have many good memories to reflect upon.

Happy New year,

Cheemnonso

Cinders of Life.

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as ember-lit words,
strike the depths of brimstone hearts,
pain turns to ashes.

I’d like to express my gratitude to everyone whose works have served as a source of upliftment amidst troubling times and also inspired a vast community of readers. Do accept my heartfelt thanks and have a lovely week ahead. Ciao!

Cheemnonso

A New Dawn IV. (Haiku)

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Source: Pixabay

kissed by a whirlwind,
her life’s leaf turned thrice over—
twenty… twenty-three.

Source: Pixabay

Now for most, the New-year New-me bells toll, and the resolutions made are so clear that they could usurp the 8K UHD pixels, lol. For some, however, little doubts about the new year surface after succumbing to the daunting trials and tribulations encountered over the last three years.

What I’d like to say is that experiencing these challenges seems almost inevitable over a year, but how we react to them, with the help of loved ones and support from each other, is what determines the extent of the ups and downs faced, and the subsequent amusement of the thrilling roller coaster ride.


Nonetheless, I’d like to wish you a happy new year riddled with superfluous crests and the fortitude to overcome the sparse troughs, hoping that come December 31st, 2023, we’d reflect with a gleeful grin on our faces saying, “What a wonderful year”. Do stay blessed as always. Ciao.

Cheemnonso™

Sunfall III.

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Photo source: Pixabay

Lonely atop the firmament,
where bodies seemed ever distant in space,
he became a hot-head for love,
scorching every affectionate being beneath him,
including the ravishing Miss Flora,
whose petals clung haplessly onto her twigs,
as they slowly died of thirst.

Grumbles sprouted from his fiery seeds,
sown in the field of God’s creation;
but the sea, however,
who dazzled in a luscious rippled dress,
effused warmth towards him,
garnered from his searing hazel aura.

Hours passed, and the day’s darkness crescendoed,
but, he intermittently found love gleams
as he met the sea’s azure gaze;
with her belly dances to the wind’s rhythm,
subtly sweeping him off his feet,
thus, felling him off his high horse,
right into her arms —
and in a brief moment of ecstasy,
he could finally see their love,
etched in the stars.

Photo source: Pixabay

P.S: Barring his somewhat villainous role in this writing, the sun will always remain a haughty dear; however, when years stand still, he tends to traverse the orbit of quirky imaginative planets😅.

Feel free to check out my previous Sunfall version, and also The Monarchs for more Autumn-themed writings. Thanks for reading and do have a blessed week ahead.

Cheemnonso™

Stairway to Heaven.

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Photo source: Pixabay

as life’s price sky-highs,
with needs, sunken in the clouds,
she seeks heaven’s reach.

…the cost of living might have gone through the roof, and our responsibilities to families and loved ones can sometimes become unbearable, but, that should be no reason to devalue our lives and give up the ghost, but rather, we should see it as a source of self-motivation as we progress through life’s daunting hurdles. There have surely been worse days, and definitely, better days are coming. Do stay blessed and have a lovely week ahead.

Cheemnonso.

A New Dawn III.

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Morning glory (Source: Pixabay)

days may have crumbled,
with the night star ushering defeats past to light,
but with that mustard seed of faith,
sown in love’s heavenly blue battlefield,
we shall rise forth,
to mirthful morning glories.

A very wonderful New year to you and yours I pray, with all yearned goals coming to pass🙏🥳. As always, do remain blessed.

Cheemnonso