Etowa Emori
@etowaemori
1 year ago
#poetry
#July2023contest
Pecker of Pebbles
Sat he on a lonely mat
Self made with splendour,
He sat grinnin' 'n' gesturin' to
No one in particular;
In penury 'n' hopelessness sat
He umperturbed,
Cravin' for nzu like a pregnant
Mother,
He walks. the streets of Guida
Trouser low-waist,feet safari
Like the hobbits,
He thirst for the stench brown waters
Trampled upon by Brigded-stone tyres
He walked the highway,a pageant
Beautiful than Agbani;
He whispered within himself,
So i'am beautiful to be admired?
See this sane-insanity duo,
Lookin' like me
In their shredded skinny jeans
Come to think of it...
Am i sane or they are insane?
Wide thunderous laughin'
Echoin' into the ears of oblivion,
Pecker of Pebbles
Someone please call an annoitin'
'Cause I am losin' my mind or not
Can the scent of fresh-dry grass
Make impact in resuscitatin' me?
He can only help laughin' uncontrolably
As a pecker of pebbles.
#nirclepoetry
