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Hilina Gelaw Poem
Let my soul sprinkle into pieces
For I want to dive in the presence
And shower everywhere like rain drops
And feel the sooth of that breath
That reminisce, "existence"
My heart urges on staying
Inside the cold wind showering my skin
I sense the spirits of angelic vibes
On the tip of those swinging trees
My soul yearns for their adventure
And seek to live in it forever
My eyes spot the orange glare
Amongst the heart of that mountain
That dusk, is everything
I shall stay on looking, again and again
My ears are avid on hearing
Those pigeons chirping
While flying or fleeing
And making trouble
Pooping on their admirer
"Keep it under wraps"
I sense them saying
"It's a sign of good luck"
Then I shall stay on being a target
I seek to stay on that presence
Ceasing, sticking on that moment
Being captured
If only, I could
As the time of vanish comes
As that presence tends to perish
My traveler soul has a message to deliver
Written in silence, hanging in the air
"I was here"
Copyright © Hilina Gelaw | Year Posted 2024
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Hilina Gelaw Poem
Murky, elsewhere
The only thing you would stare
Vision? Twisted
And never been intoxicated
That bouncy heart never quits
It keeps rattling the ribs
"Make it out alive, you freak!"
But you couldn't make a tread
Abducted, trapped in your head
Those butterflies start to spin
'round your head in turn
On the moment you notice
"Man, I'm going nuts"
"Help!" you shriek
With all the oomph of your gut
But you were running in circles
No one came to cut you loose
Hearing only your echoes
As you're trapped in your own abyss
Where no one sees
Copyright © Hilina Gelaw | Year Posted 2023
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