Prime.

Prime.

A Poem by Tinotenda Nyevedzanai
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Poem - ATC

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The morning after,

The Birthday.

A messy head at best not rested

Deep in bed not dressed yet

properly, it's all different.


Then comes forth the regret

On set like a storm of guilt and re-evaluation

Of Individual progression

Guilted, quilted spinal aligned in the time

you set for yourself to become right.


Wishing away the flame

Doesn't make the conscience go away

The Birthday Game.


You're different, maybe more clear

Nearer the finish line but

Still there's the fear 

You did not do

What you were supposed to,

Another year, to be better


To be new.

© 2015 Tinotenda Nyevedzanai


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ah yes...that new year...what did we learn, what did we achieve? what goals?

we can wish away the flame, but the birthday candles still burn, still get blown out...and another year smolders...what did we do with it?

life gets shorter each day...are we making the most of it?

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tinotenda Nyevedzanai

9 Years Ago

Thank you very much :)



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Lovely lines I can relate to. "Guilted, quilted spinal aligned in the time you set for yourself to become right." Those are my favorite pieces but then entire poem is thought provoking and nostalgic. Great work

Posted 9 Years Ago


Tinotenda Nyevedzanai

9 Years Ago

Thanks a lot :)
This piece forces us to think about our own birthdays and our own primes. I love the image of 'the morning after" - such an interesting way to look at ageing.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tinotenda Nyevedzanai

9 Years Ago

Thanks a lot :)
sounds like the pleasures of getting older and not being able to maintain that same hectic lifestyle of youth, annoying i'm sure, in fact i more than know it lol :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tinotenda Nyevedzanai

9 Years Ago

Thank you :)
Nice write Ally... love the thoughts. As you get older and grow so does your mind. Nice write :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Tinotenda Nyevedzanai

9 Years Ago

Thank you :)
Another year, another goal, more dreams. nice write!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tinotenda Nyevedzanai

9 Years Ago

Thanks very much :)
Maybe your just older,
have you looked in the mirror yet are their any more wrinkes ;)
Don't waste a day!


Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tinotenda Nyevedzanai

9 Years Ago

My wasted days are my favorite ha got to love the laugh lines :):)
ah yes...that new year...what did we learn, what did we achieve? what goals?

we can wish away the flame, but the birthday candles still burn, still get blown out...and another year smolders...what did we do with it?

life gets shorter each day...are we making the most of it?

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tinotenda Nyevedzanai

9 Years Ago

Thank you very much :)

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Tinotenda Nyevedzanai
Tinotenda Nyevedzanai

Dallas, Kent



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