Amir Amin

Rookie (Singapore)

What A Day - Poem by Amir Amin

Grubby clouds blemish minds
Times I have are ample of lies,
Musing through a parallel trance
Slumber ends, from the yellow shines

Oily visage begins a fable
Freshness restored with a morning sponge
Sharpness thoughts, glazing pupils
Lines of structure, in script in black

Lines of lies, in script in grey
Thoughts incline, spiraling astray
Mysteriously unknown of any prodigy
Scrawling fables in search of glory

End of margin
Miles travel unimagined
Hatred yore, toiling sorrow
What a day… another day of tomorrow


Amir & Amin
29th Jan 09


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 15, 2009



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