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ABOUT OLIVER MABAMARA
Oliver Mbamara is originally from Nigeria, West Africa. He is now based in New York, where he serves as an Administrative Law Judge with the State of New York. He is a published Poet and writer who has won several literary awards. He is a versatile writer whose works span the areas of poetry, drama, fiction, editorials and commentaries published in many magazines, journals, and websites.
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Mbamara's poem - Because Of You I Rise" recently published in
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This
One Too Will Pass
Jittery at first
Uncertain at best
Hard it is, facing the test
Facing the odds
We hurt our toes
We pound our backs
It’s like a game
And we must choose
To play with care
If we must win
And wish to gain
We must own our own
To make the start
To clean our art
We must face our act
For life to pass
Changes will pass
And this too will pass
©Oliver O. Mbamara, 2007
LASTING LOVE
Your love has reached my heart today,
And deep in me it has come to stay,
Finding a home till time meets end.
In my life, you’ve carved a niche,
Leaving a mark so indelibly etched,
And nothing fits to take its place.
In my future, I see your presence,
In ways so loving and happily spent,
Feeding my dreams as I take a view.
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the book - LOVE POEMS AND QUOTES
BECAUSE OF YOU, I RISE
You are the ray of the rising sun,
Assuring me of a bright new day,
Filled with light and hope to have.
You are the cool breeze of my morning,
With soothing fresh air good for the heart,
Filling my being with lovingness.
You are the sweet bird of the morning,
Singing tunes of love and affection,
With cheers and courage for a happy day.
You are the bud of my blooming flower,
With scents and color so beautiful,
And the gifts of nectar so tasteful.
You bless the dawn of my new day,
And because of you, everyday I rise.
From
the book - LOVE POEMS AND QUOTES
IN YOUR EYES
In your eyes, the Angels dance,
In your smile, the heavens rejoice,
Through your voice, cherubs sing, and
Through your touch, all pain is healed.
In your eyes, the Angels dance,
To a tune of joy so wild, and
Deep inside, I see some more,
A world so full of warmth and peace.
In your eyes, the Angels dance,
And if I could, yes, I would join,
In your world of love and fantasy,
Far from the flight of imagination.
Resurrection of The Prince Within
And when the prince has toured the world
In search of the glory that he had lost,
Led astray by the illusions of his ego,
He comes to the threshold of reality
Always and ever waiting for his knock.
And when the prince abandons his ego,
And in humility accepts his fallacies,
He unburdens his mind of its illusions
And open in him a room for revelation
Of that which has hitherto been in him.
And thus in humbling of the little self,
The prince is exalted to higher realms,
Where he shall unite in identification,
With the true self and essence he truly is,
Always have been and always will be.
PARADOXICAL ODDS
The end is begun
Where the circle to a point comes
The edge is centered
Where the balance to an angle shifts
The pair is single
Where the crowd to a person comes.
There under lies another top,
Just beneath the surface.
Somewhere deep within,
The middle stays above,
For it is by the stakes,
That the contest is won or lost.
The rolls are reversed,
And the last in time is thus the first.
The box is flattened,
And the square is rounded to a spot.
The conclusion is resolved
And the cycle is ended to begin again.
(Poems for the road)
DEAR MERRYSOL
So sweet a soul are you my dear
The sweetest loving Sol Ive met.
Like the sweet fragrance of daisies,
Carrying such freshness and charm
You radiate such a lustrous warmth
Of an incomparable love and peace.
Such love my soul has dearly sought
Such peace my soul has found in you.
In sweetness of such soulful love
My heart now welcomes yours to it,
As if two hearts can be destined as one
We find ourselves now to us in love.
Now my dearest Angel Sol,
Lets sip this love that comes from soul,
To cherish and to partake of one
With love, in love from all our being
Deep from our hearts recesses pot.
I cherish you my sweetest Sol.
From the book - POEMS OF LIFE
DREAMING OR NOT
As in my dreams
We've brought alive
That special feeling,
And no longer now
Can I the difference tell,
If it is, a dream or not.
Yet one thing remains
In all I know;
There's something here
We have in common
In flesh or spirit
I care no more,
For either way,
It's ours for keeps.
I touch your substance
And feel your affection,
As you do the same
Of me in love.
Grateful and happy
For what we've found
In each others heart,
We can now go forth
Sharing the gift (of love),
Through every moment left to live.
From the book - POEMS OF LIFE (Poems of Love And Affection)
PRECIOUS GEM
Oh thou precious beauty gem,
That in my loving arms I hold,
And softly kiss by tender lips;
Oh thou scent of blossom rose
That do my nostrils gently fill,
With smells of sweetly fragrance taste;
Oh thou feel of fantasy fresh
That touch my being in tenderness,
With shocks and waves of affection feel;
I greet the golden heart in thee
That moves thy being with love enough,
To share with me thy loving life.
From the book - POEMS OF LIFE
PART TWO: POEMS OF LOVE AND AFFECTION
GATEWAY
Whether anothers gate
Do at a time swing,
Or ours at the Tisra
Do some time creek:
Whether we the gate pull
And do yonder proceed,
Or did it after us close
When we hither came,
Still, the gate opens,
And the way is used
By one alone attentive
As by all seekers guided.
Oliver Mbamara (Poems of Spirit)
THE FEAR OF DEATH
O death, thy fear I fear,
But I fear thee not.
I wait not for thy appointed day,
For in it you instill thy fright
And trouble the minds and thoughts
Of those who fall to thy illusion.
Admonish thy angel not to come,
For I shall acquaint myself
On how to die even daily,
Like travelers of the far country,
I too shall someday know the route,
From this world to the one beyond,
To transit at will over and again,
Loosing all fear that may lie.
WE NEVER DIE
Oliver Mbamara
We never die for we never were born
We have been from the begining of time
Bestowed with love, by God's greatly grace
And in God, we live and have our being
OF PROPHETS AND PROPHECIES
(THE VOICE WITHIN)
He came to me and claimed to know
What God has said to me lately.
I turned and took a look around
To see the one who owned the voice.
He had long beard with dimly eyes,
And his cassock that touched his feet,
Bore a sign that in bold letters said,
"I am your prophet, repent and listen."
But then a voice within me said,
"Beneath his garment, and revered impression,
Lies a part I know, as I know the secret you,
And if you will listen, I will speak to you."..
IF I WAKE AND MY HEAD IS GONE
(The Wise Man's Street Corner)
You may be insane, but I am not
Declared "Onyeara" solemnly.
I was pondering over his words,
But then "Onyeara" spoke some more;
Somehow I trust not
The looks your have,
But of one thing at least
I can assure you
"Onyeara" said looking serious
And holding high his bushy head.
You can sneak and even snoop
All around the much you can
And I could care but only less.
For when the waking quite dawn
Of tomorrow morning do but come
And I wake up here in my corner bed
To find that this my head is gone,
Or severed away from this my neck,
t is then that I shall let you know
That I do know what you do now plan,
From Poems of Life
LIFE: THE UNFINISHED BUSINESS
From the Book - Poems of Life
The acts of men sometimes come so kind
And with such love do well express, yet
The deeds of men sometimes come so mean
And with great disgust is well despised.
These conflicts unresolved for times,
Someday, somewhere resolves to meet.
Between the times of history gone,
And the evolutions of future come
The present presents a balance point
In a mixing grill of settlement, where
Deeds and events do take their toll
In resolutions of investments made.
Mishap could be just a fair reward,
As life fortune is investment gained.
Opportunity could be just a means,
As occurrences are results obtained.
The pendulum swings to and fro,
Just as the clock ticks, tock and tick.
What goes on around and again,
Does come back again and around
Good or bad, it's all our choice,
For all our thoughts and acts today,
Are investments in the big game plan
Of this unfinished business of life.
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