delalorm fiaka

Rookie (19th JUNE 1988 / ACCRA, GHANA)

Coin - Poem by delalorm fiaka

They can't see our sunshine
They don't know our blues..
To the world I am yours and you are mine..
Clues of bliss adorn our cruise..
Today it's bright
Tomorrow it's blurred,,
I protect...then you reject
I am a guest..then an encroacher..
In silence I shout...
My soul yearns for the joy I just earned.
It's glossy..then it's rough
I gape and see..oblivion..the sea
Fledging flamboyance..then aching annoyance..
S3 obi d) wo a d) no bi..debiaa? ?
I'll hold you tight,.till I have to let go temporarily to get a glass of water.....
Then I will be back.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, December 30, 2013

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