Tales of a new beginning from the scratch leaves
the story untold.
All kind of space retaliates the matter they
consume, fueling the flames of revenge in turn, and the race for love
consuming that foretold story of the near
miss.
The independent factor we keep relishing
horrendously…… home.
Aren’t you an original statue bold, strong and
lifeless…. But still have families.
Mirrors of lot still shedding tears of loss. Half gone, always wanting to stay??? Today's a more realistic venture yesterday was a journey to the dark ages and tomorrow an unseen voyage into an unending fantasy.
Mirrors of lot still shedding tears of loss. Half gone, always wanting to stay??? Today's a more realistic venture yesterday was a journey to the dark ages and tomorrow an unseen voyage into an unending fantasy.
Home calls but yet stalling with a smirk, as
silence sets in, a gloom is cast and the pretense becomes clear. Alcohol made
it all stand still like in a black hole. Unfortunately my heart raced, hitherto
realization falls but mankind’s destiny must be fulfilled and his destination
must be reached.
Poetry by Ogundimu Shey
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