Poetry Poem by Osazee Dankaro

Poetry

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I sit to write a poem
A poem of love and life
Of beautiful lines and golden sounds
A poem to tickle the ears and freshen the mind.

I stand to write a poem
A poem of capabilities and insight
Of infinite potentials and conquering
A poem to encourage humanity and build the world

I kneel to write a poem
A poem of sadness and tears
Of failed dreams and wasted lives
A poem to drain pain and renew the heart

I lie to write a poem,
A poem of death and decay
Of prolonged despair and perpetual sorrow
A poem to inquire and find answers

It tickles the ears and refreshes the mind
Man is encouraged to further build the world
Pain is exorcised from the heart
The mind continues its eternal inquiry

So what has it done, my poem?
Life and love, beauty and gold remains fleeting
The towers are still unable to touch the sky and conquer the sun
Dreams remain dreams, the mind inquires still, and pain still constant.

Yet we write.


10/04/2015
10.04am

Friday, April 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: poems
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajnish Manga 23 August 2017

A poem of death and decay Of prolonged despair and perpetual sorrow A poem to inquire and find answers....//.... Probing life from different angles is just amazing. Thanks.

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Osazee Dankaro 25 August 2017

Thank you so much Rajnish. Your comments as usual are always spot on.

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Kelly Kurt 10 April 2015

I like the different positions taken for writing poems. Well done. Thank you for sharing, Dankaro. Peace

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Osazee Dankaro 11 May 2015

Thanks Kelly. Each of those positions emphasizes a state of mind. A state of mind which poetry attempts to further or to alleviate. Yet in all, it mostly fails.

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