Poetry in Idoma Praxis Magazine

By Eddy Ongili

 

There are wars we encounter in life
Some glide giantly as ghosts
Hiding in the veil of circumstance
Others rubbish the pursuits of life
Appearing as stars on a slingshot of
hope
Only to fall in the horizon as dust.

I live feeling the swell of the sun
Trying to identify purpose from whims
And as I pet my way through storms
I believe I could start again
To tumble as a flower on waves yet
float ahead
For even the slightest whisper of
oceanic breeze charts my path.

There are liters of tears present inside
me
Bubbling beyond expression of any kind
Reminding me I’ve been unable to quell
the gush of misfortune
And as if chance will tie my neck to
flames
Then I’ll sing of how I gave home to
fire
How I leavened the scars of war with
persistence.
The power of blooming exists in hope
Something likened to an endurable flare
of roses
Cultivated in moments despair harrases
my being
Only when I keep breathing, I know
I shall master the torrent of
determination
And assail ahead even on my stomach
Because until the war is done, I have
to dream.

 

ABOUT THE POET

Eddy Ongili is a Kenyan writer and a part-time critic currently pursuing his Bachelors Degree in Procurement and Logistics.
He has written extensively for online publications and has been featured in an ebook Anthology by Eldorets Poets Association. He regularly blogs on eddypoems.wordpress.com where he is learning to diversify his writing while sticking close to his mission as an inspirational poet.

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