2017 Poem by Asaolu Abayomi

2017



Thorns shook me to bleed
Winter harmattan failed to dry the flow
Endlessly I felt battered
Newer each day
The mountains to pull
Young is transforming

Save me; cry I aloud
Endure, said he to me
Violate I the rule?
Eleven hundred questions I asked
Nevertheless,
Thankful I remain
Endless joy will I practice
Evolved to revolve
Never will I go back.

Sunday, December 31, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: hope
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 31 December 2017

Asaolu, such an interesting write👍👍👍

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Lea- Beima Dorestin 31 December 2017

Evolve to revolve................nice

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