Tigana Chileshe Poems
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Collection Of Short Poems
I looked into my soul
And saw a great emptiness that enswallowed me.
It was strange and it was dark.
A darkness so vast I fall into it.
Terrified, my heart froze
As fear’s ice hands griped it.
Big dreams and ambitions cut short by the shortness of life
My life now a black deep ocean to drown in
For this is now my fate for mine had being a vain pursuit for self.
These dreams that I dream when I sleep in my sleep.
Are so scary so dark that I awake to only find
That am trapped in the dusty dream of ...
Burning Blank Ashes
We are like empty cupboards painted black.
Like overused cups throw in the back.
The earth is digusted with our sorry plight,
the world is sick of us and our dirty deals.
Look at us we are nothing but trash.
What is man if not walking dust.
We with our empty promises even resorting to shedding blood.
Living lives filled with deplorable poison ash.
We are all blanks, blanks pretending to be live..