unwritten poems
the poems you didn't write are notes of sounds never composed in fine lines of songs
they are like seeds sown into the soul without their shoots springing forth
they are currencies of dreams never printed in the bank of reality
like the beaming of a beautiful future terminated by the circumstances of life
© daniel ezeokeke
they are like seeds sown into the soul without their shoots springing forth
they are currencies of dreams never printed in the bank of reality
like the beaming of a beautiful future terminated by the circumstances of life
© daniel ezeokeke