Renew Me Poem by Martins Akhoeneto

Renew Me

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If pain turn gain again,
It will only appease hates
And those dying lumps of wane
That means nothing now but paper-weights.

So when the story appears of its rotten root.
I will not shy from these truth
I vow to smile and stay put
Tied, to a renew 'soot'

Sunday, November 3, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: rendezvous
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kingsley Egbukole 03 November 2019

Beautifully penned. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH and leave your comments.

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