e-Paper Poetry of Vinx

I sowed to reap fruits
But got uprooted roots
I awaited helpers
Yet got more takers
Now more than ever.

Yes, I am frowning
For, I am drowning,
And so on my own
Trying to make home,
In full flesh and bone…

Outcome dock my tail
More I try I fail
And fall on wrongs slides
More turbulent tides
Never fail to hide

From hot pot to fire
Consuming desires
Seems like luck and I
Got issues somehow
That tears fill my eyes

If you are falling
Like I am falling
Free your mind, let go
There are times that holes
Are best to regrow.

Worry not that none
Assisted your corn
Seeds that fall harder
Decay, grow better
Richer and stronger.

Β©2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

2 Comments

  1. Shirobanryu says:

    Hi.
    Hope Alls Well There. Here
    πŸ‘πŸŒŸ So
    Enjoyed, Appreciated.
    πŸ‘
    Stay Safe, Well. Take
    Care.
    Till Next… Shiro 😎

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