Vagabond Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA

Vagabond

Day-night doesn’t differ, kith and kin- Who remain who existing
At soft moonlit night whom these persons are following
Are they on the way to hell-three doors-the autumnal moon- restless mind?
Vagabond beggar walking on the world’s street opposite find.

At soft moonlit night whom these persons are following
Cheating me who goes away causing curve body waving
Vagabond beggar walking on the world’s street opposite find
The sun, the moon, the earth stopped on your way wild.

Cheating me who goes away causing curve body waving
How much period have I to burn to ashes in hell I know nothing
The sun, the moon, the earth stopped on your way fine
O budded life of autumn! Split flower on hell way of mine.

How much period have I to burn to ashes in hell I know nothing
Going often to half necked pros for light expecting
O budded life of autumn! Split flower on hell way of mine
At your attractive breast want to be ruined I mean.