chize ryan ogunkah


Ghosts Of A Troubled World (1) - Poem by chize ryan ogunkah

THE GHOST OF HATE (existence)

On ‘you’- on the other side of the speculum
It’s me, its you, it’s being
He looks and loathes, then lips then lies
On the corner of his face
He makes a wry smile
Churning truth and trick
Clinging onto the clear with an opaque bloodiness
Drifting to and from both ends of his wits
To capture in a foil
Pure plight and pursuit


Comments about Ghosts Of A Troubled World (1) by chize ryan ogunkah

  • Rookie - 127 Points Allemagne Roßmann (8/26/2011 6:31:00 PM)

    Truly said on the hood winked people in UK and their acts.Well done.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 25, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, April 26, 2013


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