Echo Zaria Poems

The candle flickers making shadows leap;
They dance as moonlit breath wisps through the room.
Wax melting, candle flares in darkness deep,
Then finally surrenders to the gloom.
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There is a Jungle
With all types of creatures.

Some are large.
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I try too hard
I run too fast
how could i know what i would be
i never knew it would not last
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Poetry.
It’s like…

Running around in a circle
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The eternal struggle between

Light and dark
Intelligence and ignorance
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