olaitan tunde

Rookie - 2 Points (dec,10 1995 / lagos)

New Year Midnight - Poem by olaitan tunde

'now the bell rang,
a year is dead.
and my heart is slowly beating, like a drum that has know end.
life is the youngest man, but not a friend of mine.
'I can hear the tinnitus of the ghost, moving around, dream beyond dream:
mingling with the dying, bell sound fading into memories like a rain drop, falling
into a river, thy form source of earth
! o how would i love graveyard with a teeth, rolling down, no! no! move not the
heart of my chest, claim that you the people of earth dance with me the bitter,
Brutus of Rome, the friend, and enemies of Caesars lover of Rome, man
run, around you the race of life.
no! don't bother of my tide and market, come and go, and so shall your heart beat!

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

this poem was about a year that people think of good, and bad.most of the thing that influence me to write this poem is all of my life i live in burg.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 4, 2014


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