JOTTEDA Poem by John IhejietoThat moment it becomes real that you will see him no more.Whisper to me The walls have ears I see a self-sacrificial scapegoat One noon on a trip Men spoke Women spoke Friends spoke He poked with his coke And wind beneath To kiss Thanatos Friend of Osiris So soon to forget Your brand Your make You are made here Flesh married with blood Unlike Hebe Who abode with Gaia Sit with Phoebe And party with Dionysus If he wants sleep Hypnos courier the balm And he Morpheus to the congregation of Freya If he is wounded Asclepius send the mail Now you see who you are Breakable Amend now your ways And cease to break people’s heart For we Just like you Can break any time Any day This moment let’s cherish Thus says Mnemosyne © 2016 John IhejietoAuthor's Note
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Added on June 23, 2016Last Updated on June 28, 2016 AuthorJohn IhejietoMadurai, Tamil Nadu, IndiaAboutWhat do you expect from a Post Modernist whose idea is sandwiched around simplicity? If passion is a theme of discourse then writing and reading will steal the show. more.. |