BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA


Poems of BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA

341. Wake Up Wake 2/10/2012
342. Wanton Lady 12/26/2011
343. War 12/26/2011
344. Way 1/16/2012
345. Weal and Woe 2/7/2012
346. Which 12/26/2011
347. Whistle of Train 12/26/2011
348. Who’s Flag on Sky 1/2/2012
349. Wind 12/26/2011
350. Wind of Autumn 3/26/2012
351. Wine 12/26/2011
352. Wish for the Possession 1/13/2012
353. Women 12/26/2011
354. Words Spoken 1/13/2012
355. Work 12/26/2011
356. World Manner 1/16/2012
357. X-Date 12/26/2011
358. You Came 1/14/2012
359. You Remained 12/26/2011
360. You Went Away 12/26/2011

Pencil

Pencil—

I got a pencil by a chance mere
Writing caused it ended never

Fairing of out burst I began
To keep hide it as seen by none

One night writing something
Went away to moon land, said nothing

Note says, on copy pencil lives for ever.

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