Hi guys. How has the new year been so far. Hope it has been good. Here is another poem. It is quite short. 

HE SAID. ..
I had on a long white gown
It was the perfect cinch waist dress
And it was well adorned with
Red diamonds
Okay, fine!
Glittering diamond-like stones
He had on a well tailored white suit
With a sharp black bow tie
We sat at the middle part of 
The long royal hall close to the window
And boy I tell you
The scenery was exquisite
We ate similar meals
We both drank red wine
I didn't hear everything he said
But the words I heard
Kept me fascinated
At the end of the 'noble' dinner event
As people walked around
Exchanging pleasantries
And nodding their heads
Countless times
I held his strong hands and 
Looked into his bright blue eyes
And I said to my beloved
It was a great pleasure 
Spending time with you
He paused staring at me
Mmnnn. .. A thousand and one 
Butterflies danced in my stomach
Then turning to his right he said; 
"What? Get this stalker out of here!"
BY: BRIDGET E. UKENI

Hope you liked it. Enjoy the rest of your day.
Hi guys. Here is a short poem.

THAT MOMENT

At that moment we knew
We really had to leave
As we stood there staring
Into each other's eyes
We realized we couldn't 
Go on like that
Not with so much snow
And slippery sidewalks!
BY: BRIDGET E. UKENI
First of all I want to say Happy New Year! May we step forward and have fulfillment in all of our endeavors this year.
This year I plan on being more dedicated to the blog.
Here is my first post of the year. And it is a poem!

STOP THE NOISE!

The noise I hear
The noise I fear
The voices I hear
The voices I fear
The shouting, cursing and growling
The warning, the panting and screaming
These sounds are hear
Are the same sounds I fear
Stop the noise
Shut my ears?
That will only heighten the disaster
Co's when it is silent here
There is a noise binge over there
Then the frequency and intensity
Of the sounds I hear in my head
Are of draining depth
The sounds become pitch perfect
Stop the noise
Stop the voices 
They are not voices I want to hear
They are strange, broken, twisted.
Unnerving, inconceivable
I want to hear one voice
The voice my soul longs for
Until then stop the noise
This noise I can no longer bear

BY: BRIDGET E. UKENI