LongJohn Abah

Rookie - 20 Points (18 Oct.,1987 / Minna, Nigeria)

The Skies Healed Me - Poem by LongJohn Abah

Lost for words
Lost in thoughts
Lost beyond

Rapt
At sea
Missing

Lost in lines
Stretched out in pains
Lost in trouble

In fruitless effort
In the evening breeze
Alone

I go on
Still
Lost

I hunt healing

Eeveryone flee me
And, or, perhaps,
I flee everyone

But I couldn’t flee the skies
The skies didn’t flee

The skies found me
At sun down

Spreading its arms

I steady my gaze
And ran into it

Warm
It was beautiful
The skies healed me.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, May 3, 2013


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