Welcome to The official website of Harry Omoregie!

     Order WMT Book1
Available at: Amazon.com
Barnes and Noble
Trafford Bookstore

     Main Menu
· Home
· Contact Harry
· Downloads
· FAQ
· Journal
· Member Profile
· Poetry Page
· Recommend Us
· Sample Poems
· Search
· Submit Poems
· Top 10 Poems
· Web Links

     Who's Online
There are currently, 3 guest(s) and 0 member(s) that are online.

You are Anonymous user. You can register for free by clicking here

     Languages
Select Interface Language:


Quote for the Current Page

A man’s ego lies with him in bed
A woman’s vigor is established on her beauty.

by Harry Omoregie


Poetry for the Current Page

Like a butterfly perching on a thousand waters

Like a stolen feather from an Angel
Like red tears pouring down from my eyes
Like a skin that can no longer bleed
Like a sheep that has lost his shepherd

Among many nations
You have carved my name on the lips of many strangers
You have declared my end when my life just began

Like a vision that is as faint as air
Like a King that is yet to rule
For I have become a slave to injustice

On the bath of oppression
You have dared me to wash my body

Yet while I knell down to pray to you      
Men gather to tempt me for a fight

How can I fight a battle that is already lost?   
For I refuse to soak my heart in the lake of wickedness

For I would wait patiently for your mighty hands to lift me up
Oh God, you are my only redemption

In you, my victory shall be everlasting.

Harry Omoregie


Stories Archive

Please select the month you want to see:






 


[ Show ALL Stories ]




All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owner. The comments are property of their posters, all the rest © 2007 by Harry Omoregie.
PHP-Nuke Copyright © 2005 by Francisco Burzi. This is free software, and you may redistribute it under the GPL. PHP-Nuke comes with absolutely no warranty, for details, see the license.
Page Generation: 1.46 Seconds