Instinctive Distinction

This is the right time for poetry 
This is a young man with a pen 
This is the outskirt of fellony 
It is a world of trend 

This isn't what you earned 
This isn't what you pend 
This isn't what you learned 
it is a blend 

More like the raining days 
Under the pillars 
More like the spectacles 
In the cinemas 

When the winds blow North 
And the South steared 
When the the East pretend 
Can the wise tell? 

If you missed my birthday 
You can guess my age 
But if you missed my poetry 
You are not my friend
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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Agustin Avatar
November 26, 2024 at 7:54 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
A   Avatar
March 8, 2016 at 12:12 AM
Deep write
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January 10, 2016 at 3:03 PM
Hello Oluwasegun, I enjoyed reading your excellent poem today. Thanks for sharing. Skat Love
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