Rex mayor Ubini

Rookie - 78 Points (March 8th,1984. / Nigeria.)

Racing Mind - Poem by Rex mayor Ubini

When comes a nap,
When comes a rest,
Countless seeds on the soil,
Amidst my spirit and soul I toil,
Insatiable hell taking more breath,
More tears for Oliver's earth.
Even when night slumber me away,
I realized am still awake,
Still sowing in a blue space.

When comes a nap,
When comes a rest,
When this whirlwind,
Still abides in my chest?
My mind,
Always at war with my skull
And this, hurts me deep,
When I have some books to read.

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  • Rookie - 126 Points Elias Uddin (2/13/2014 11:19:00 AM)

    My mind,
    Always at war with my skull
    And this, hurts me deep,
    When I have some books to read.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 12, 2014


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