BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA


Creating - Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA

Creating—

Sea does not preserve the rotted dead body
If preserve unlimited radiance’s in her store house

What the things hidden in you-
Like rotten dead body through out all those

If you cogitate the egg as solar region-
And the sun as yolk-

What do you observe?


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 26, 2011



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