Poetry Gives Life

Abdulrauf Olajide
@abdulraufolajide779481
11 months ago

style: haibun
theme: dust

i saw a body of clay & soul yesterday—looking so healthy & hearty. today, one has left, but my mind is beclouded with fog of which—the soul or the clay-body? but what is certain is: "one is left & one has left". i buried my head in the earth of thought & my seed of thought germinate to flowers of grief—& the nectar is sweet-sour. till this moment, my heart's eye is blur with tears of sorrow, my bones grow feathers of weak, flying out from all strength in the haven of my body. yet, the other boy was/is clay/dust.

flowers grow in spring;
the nectar bloom sour in fall—
all wither in rows.

Lieutenent Abdulrauf Olajide O. M.

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