Sun Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA

Sun



Sun

At frozen air of winter
Swimming in dew I reach the goal
-knock at the door.
Days are passing
Expecting to get you
Still drum plays on heart
Removing dew the sun opens eyes
At last your object gets in
The stage of pleasure and pain.

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