I try to See!!!

Oh! My beautiful lady
I climbed the mountain
Where we bury the keys
Of our Love

There the flower of our warmth
The soft kiss of our leaves
Gave the earth
The gentle feel of its rays

The sight that fell
Leave no good trust on my face
As ye would not believe
The gravity of the blade

The iron bar has been swallowed away
Under the heavy whip of the rain
Leaving foul smell of the flies
Yes! Foul smell to taste

I try to see
The bones of the hidden flower
Of our love
All that remains
Is the silk of the fragment’s ail

MO.

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About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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