It Was Nothing Much

Ugwu Erochukwu Shedrach

it was nothing much,

everything died in a twinkle;

a poor boy's eyes, seasons,

aeons, nights & times.

there was nothing much,

in my every breathing,

i joyfully inhale despair-

& now, i don't know if

this is real or just me falling 

apart with the world.

  • Author: Shedrach (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 3rd, 2020 07:20
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 34
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  • Neville

    these are indeed strange times my friend ... I liked this poem which has served as a good introduction to your writing ... Neville

  • Mil57Man

    A wonderful poem. Keep The Faith.

  • orchidee

    Good write Ugwu.

  • Goldfinch60

    May that despair move away that the brightness that can be you life replace it.


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