A POEM TITLED THE MARKET BY OGOMIGO ROLAND

*THE MARKET*

The place where voices war for attention!!

As I bury my head in numbness,
Legs match with noisy rhythm,
My mp3 player betrayed me of good music,
The negligent noise overshadowed it.

I swum with the serenity of the atmosphere,
Even the clouds couldn’t hold such disarray.
My purpose here drove me with power of focus
As the scene could mesmerize any breath to the test.

Claps were like thunder,
Squeals were like rain,
Lovely whispers chorused every eardrum.

As my purpose got many alternatives,
Choices made me a VIP.

Out of this land with help of concentration
I live to reminisce such decent disorder.

  • *Poet: Ogomigo Roland.*

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Author: TaekPoet

Mahmud Sufiyan also known as TaekPoet in the literary world. He is a writer of short stories, a poet, haiku Lover and martial artist.

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