Rex mayor Ubini

Veteran Poet - 1,414 Points (March 8th,1984.)

In My Early 30s - Poem by Rex mayor Ubini

Is about 11,315 days!
Since I was pushed out from a vacuum darker than the coons,
Shielded from the eyes of passing moons,
And the sun whose shadow,
Routinely tarriance on the earth’s brow,
Noted another 365th day
On the third decade of my symbiotic relation,
With all species of plants,
On the face of a soil so dark
By which my skin is mirrored; black.

Today,
Looking back to yesterday,
A day clouded with a medieval memory,
Veiled my eyes from the scenery,
A fragile cry met with a lullabious arm,
But I can see blessings on my palm,
Through the small opening of his fist,
A bairn wrapped with silken fabrics.

Today,
Looking back to yesterday,
A special day embraced
With such joy, in the heart of a young hand,
Welcomed his first male fruit,
Is a day of a legion of butterflies,
Taking the crown of the smiling sky.

Back with my inner eyes,
It seems I’ve lived a million years,
Zillion days which went afar as
Seeking to exhume Methuselah,
To question his feelings,
If I could feel this way,
On my 31st birthday.

Topic(s) of this poem: birthday


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 28, 2015



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