The Stream Has Flown Back To Its Source Poem by Olaseni Kehinde Precious

The Stream Has Flown Back To Its Source

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After a beauty sleep, my eyes kept catapulted with darkness,
I've abandoned verses and kept nurturing acts
I tried halting the clock but it keeps tickling,
As night and darkness passes, it feeds my head like rainfall bestowing blessings beneath the sky

Toss and turn for verses and stanzas,
My fingers for pen became man and death
I tried to overlive, but the whole world became darkness at once,
Because the hand of my vaccum was full of ink

After a beauty sleep, my eyes kept catapulted with darknesss,
Because I once pressed the face of poetry into the earth,
Until oneday, I saw it stem dancing forth the ground
And I elatedly saw the sun smiling at it

As glowing as a star, I'm a lightened darkness,
I've chosen to vomit the antidote of insouciance
I'm a pregnant cloud unable to hold my tiers,
Because now, the stream has flown back to its source.

Monday, April 16, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 10 July 2018

A good start with a nice poem, Pen Kenny. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 17 April 2018

Dear Pen, such an awesome poem you have penned...10++++

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