Not The End Poem by Blessing Ekpe

Not The End



When is how ever going to be now,
And can't be, i can?

Searching to find,
that the very thing you run from
is the only thing that leads to more beautiful thing.

in the end,
vanity upon vanity is echo aloud.

Thursday, April 27, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: echoes of a new day
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Babatunde Aremu 27 April 2017

Nice write! This is written out of experience. I can relate with the poem

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