The web of lust … / Poem by Ugwu Leonard Elvis


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Poem by  Ugwu Leonard Elvis



The web of lust  …


Treasures of treasurable fortunes

Hallows of miserable torture,

Oh! Homes of no abode designed by the web of lust,

As the clouds cry to whip of the sky,

So does monkeys dance to the rhythm of bananas.


We touch what we feel not,

And steal from our own pockets,

Without intense we swim in the rivers of no water,

We dine in turmoils of countless rubies.


As I lay my countless stones on rock pebbles,

I will plant my pains with paddles of prawning pinnacle,

Console the shattered dim of my heart,

I Got a lesson from the web of lust.


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