Feed Me On Poem by Martins Akhoeneto
Feed Me On
in the heat of torture
craving it's soothing peace
can I for once find savour
with this forbidden past?
yet now and so on
confidence is restored in beaut
the yellow sun glows, faint
fading a two month old memory.
so every new breath
is a beaming smile of hope
a rare unending passion
to constantly feed me on.
Sunday, November 3, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: renewed hope
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