Conquian - The Pleasant Past Poem by Vincent Onyeche

Conquian - The Pleasant Past



I heard
Today
You to wed:
Happy for your luck
So I broke a brick.

Created
Snowflakes
With
Six pillows
And cornflakes.

Naked,
I danced drunk
Alone
Yesterday,
Lost in the past.

Thursday, January 19, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: heartbreaking
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