Reborn & Rekindling. (An Original Poetry)

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The flesh is wary,
of cleansing,
for the air is too sweet
to be breathless
beneath the dirt.
this purge is divine
its is like one last wine
in the face of laughter,
nevertheless we cleave,
to sheer vanity..
unaware of the taste of freedom,

Umbrellas and rain,
a haze of darkness
a bevy of black
and a tint of tears
somehow somberness
that feels like agony.
a fervency that freaks
breaking through us
like flood in a tarred streets

This flesh,
and all the lust
feels like dust
under the feet,
it is like sinking and fighting,
like a candle,
basking in new flames.
this body is a frame,
but beauty is beyond
this terror and shame.

While we stand aloft,
our hearts wandering
horror envelops us,
our mind playing tricks.
the glistening sun
darkening; an end signals
and In a moment
reality beckons
and our lungs,
bubbling with life again

awakening;
ignorance is bliss,
for the truth is a ghost
that torments our nightmares,
we're farthrest from love,
a mystery that never solves,
our heart is woven
locked in many yarns
and ahead is slavery

The end;
is only a beginning,
to another end,
life's bend's and curve
like a serpent shedding
its glorious skin
to be reborn
snuffed out like a candle,
dying gently in its embers.




Written By Josediccus

21/4/2021




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I like it... I love the part of plenty air but you are still breathless...

More like suffering in the midst of plenty.

Nice poem

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Thanks a lot man, it was a moment of epiphany where I wanted to create a Paradox about life and death. Hahaha I'm glad you like it

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This English wey you knack here dey make me go check dictionary o... Thank you for adding these few words to my vocabulary this morning

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What a nice poem. But why the heavy downvote on your post this morning? Is there something that isn't right?

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Yeah, I'm glad I wrote it. There isn't a downvote on my post, everything is right.

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I love the last part your poem I guess it was talking about not giving up no matter what you might be going through.. I love that word so much it's what motivates me all the time

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