I breath in your Hurt!

My Nose bleeds within the
Sweet rose filled with happy hurt
Gasping with
Unending thrills
Which caught the face
Of the fly with grip

The choking fly
Thought the merry
Was hopping round
With the way my heart
bounce with the feet
of a crippled horse

I smile unending
With glittering frown
Under the beer of sweet tears

There the happy fly’s head
blades under the good’ o smell
With the pity face of
The lady’s night
Where the charms of the air
Depart its life

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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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