ONOJA ANTHONY

Rookie - 124 Points (30th, november 1988 / JOS NIGERIA)

'The Visitor' - Poem by ONOJA ANTHONY

Moaning through this blue african moon
The stars were blue icy flames of dark emptiness, then this smooth touch on my lips, the route to passive fantasy! thou thy marvel were weapon of deceit

Truly she was black but beautiful
Cage with true love.like the avail of night ghost she rode with wind.she is but a shadow in my many dreams

She pervert my empty planet of nightmares.we were friends from no man's land.with benefit of fable love'remember to close thy window gate'for she only comes to life when this life dies the other way round in bosom of busy world.


Comments about 'The Visitor' by ONOJA ANTHONY

  • Rookie - 415 Points Captain Cur (8/5/2012 7:29:00 PM)

    Interesting poem. I loved the intro, blue Africian moon.
    Good write. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 5, 2012



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