Pious Nyomiro

Rookie (1992 / Malawi)

Nigh Nights - Poem by Pious Nyomiro

Hard felt this
Nine times time,
yet I only
see null might
Flickers of despair as it
settles here.
Nigh nights again

Pronto yells, go!
While there is a fork
as it comes.
with these flimsy wings,
Will I be fledgling
till the age of
the time?
Every week goes
to a frazzle
Weak to stand, trying
all day long, the puzzle.
No guts on.

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  • Gold Star - 35,597 Points Gajanan Mishra (4/24/2013 4:03:00 AM)

    the puzzles, no guts on. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 24, 2013


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