Martins Akhoeneto

Raindrops - Poem by Martins Akhoeneto

Sprinkling like droplets of olives, Drenching my pain in great desire Croaking thunder with easter choir Resounding fortuity in place of mysteries What do you bring you icy raindrop Rocking planes in bounty fire Gassy smoke and fumes lungs respire From tendrils and nose of little branches Savor suits nasty guts of bladderwort In autumn, teardrop admitting loyal Acquainting disguise to a mystic lawyer Owing allegiance to those thirsty grasses Even if coldness and hatred prevails To take vengeance in field of soya My cunny rickety roof mustn’t go bizarre In the evening of fragile showers of ripples.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 26, 2015

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