I like seeing
Memorable scenes
On my walk
That's if I am to confess
My sins
Being no journalist
I like overhearing
Leading conversations
On my walk
Not being a detective
This is a crime
Committed like a game
Brain
Is a complex machine
Processing multiple information
From facial expressions
Gestural impressions
Imagination becoming clear
The music is loud
The message deep
It spreads around
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Author:
Robert Isaacs Chiwala (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 21st, 2022 00:00
- Comment from author about the poem: I was thinking of coming up with a poem that could reflect on my 50 poems with love and heart break theme and beats from eavesdropping street came into my head...it is about the conversation I gathered from different people I overheard and that I turned into those 50 poems
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
ok, i'll just assume
you'll be sharing those fifty poems
in the days to come
and this is merely your prologue
introduction, helping
to set the 'scene'..
lol
thanks for sharing
(I champion your profession)
Definitely yes but they will be 49 plus this one...
And thank you your kindness
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