e-Paper Poetry of Vinx

Challenges outweighed us
We looked so jobless
Chasing the whirl breeze
Flogged like dead horses,
Our favorite knife
Back stabbed us as life;
Pains became our crew
On us, mucus grew.

Dreams began to lie
But hope did not die
Housed, it paid no rent
It lived in our breath,
It was crystal clear
In our smiles and tears
Pushing us higher
Larger and better.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

2 Comments

  1. Neemat says:

    Life itself is so hard, thanks your stars for waking up healthy, be more thankful if you go out and come back alright

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