In My Solitude Poem by Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa

If i ever get drown in my
solitude, to a point when
my heart can't pilot my
wingz anymore, when my
eyes can't smile at the
glitter sources of the sky,
when my nose become a
graveyard to her perfume
which arose my spirit, when
my mothers voice is being
conquer by the wind before it
found my ears. If death stops
his procrastination before the birds
returns to their nets, may your eyes
stay rain free because roses shall smlie
around my grave.