Wretched Damsel Poem by NDIDI UBOGU

Wretched Damsel



When will the sunshine?
A good leaf is about to wither
As the serpent suffers from animosity
The mind antagonises the self.

What is the meaning of life?
Someone please tell her
She is as beautiful like Sunday morning
and her blonde smells like a fine perfume.

Sunday, January 8, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: Hope
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