Last Expectation Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA

Last Expectation



Bird look at the life but not at the death snare
Women want living life, want youth for ever

Love is not impure want to taste the affection
The love moment prohibits noise pollution.

Like the hands of clock all move correctly
Memories go on causing wound repeatedly

River runs to sea, embraces death of her

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