Night Poem by Shola Balogun
Night
Rain on my tongue.
Threshing floor of pebbled camwood,
Then hidden faces and strange footsteps
On slaughter slabs, eyes swirling
Across the uncharted silence.
Thrust of faltering lips-Now,
I could hear the whispers
Of the dark hour
And I taste this mint of my tears.
Saturday, August 12, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: blank verse,famous authors,famous poets,night,fear,dreams,life and death,dark side,darkness
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5/10/2024 8:30:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
My tears! ! Facing the odds of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.