Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie

Rookie - 42 Points (4th June 1976 / Benin)

Desert - Poem by Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie

My life, ever since then has been really dry.
Situation, where traits of boredom do lie,
To escape from dreadful anguish, as I try,
It is so bad, that I ‘am about to fry.
The bad time has refused to take off and fly.
It’s like a desert, where no one hears your cry.
Why is the dreadful moment happening? Why?
As I ‘am beginning to stare up so high,
Staring up with despair into the vast sky,
Wondering when all this will ever pass by.
Praying earnestly for this despair to die,
Hoping for this to go away, as I sigh.
The unsettling curse that makes my life wry,
Thought strikes, into helpful adventure, I vie.
Happiness and joy now I find I apply.


Comments about Desert by Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie

  • Rookie - 165 Points Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK (12/4/2009 12:41:00 PM)

    Bad / good times are like ‘push-pull’ system….come and go…
    Wonderful write…
    Ten++
    Ms. Nivedita
    UK (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Cindy Kreiner Sera (10/10/2009 12:53:00 PM)

    A beautiful write, makes me see two halves involved, the blue of the sky and the brown of the desert....and on the horizon the pain of not being heard- wishing for light and life, bad times eventually 'take off'....Cindy. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 87 Points Kesav Easwaran (7/2/2009 11:26:00 AM)

    'The bad time has refused to take off and fly.
    It’s like a desert, where no one hears your cry.
    Why is the dreadful moment happening? Why? ...

    very poetic lines...soaked in deserted feelings...a good soul searching poem Obinna...i liked this piece immensely...thanks...10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 10, 2009

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 17, 2009


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