REBIRTHA Poem by bediakoTrying to make myself believe renaissance...
REBIRTH....
Metamorphosis of caterpillars to butterflies. Tiny seeds decaying,sprouting up to trees. Rebirthing indeed makes free. Impossible to return as a small bump Let alone encore the birth canal voyage. So then why reborn?? To grow into man,a baby is inevitable And a yearly reminder of existence is rebirth. To live a dream,its conception is prime. Rebirth is its constant review. A real delusion that makes anew The truth that nature approves.. Rebirthing improves.. © 2015 bediako |
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Added on February 24, 2015 Last Updated on February 24, 2015 Authorbediakotema, greater accra, GhanaAboutI love writing though am not that perfect but i believe perfection has got to do with time and faith. more..Writing
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