Silence whispers to me, “you’re not alone”,
My head teleports back to old times,
The curtain opens to unveil this flashback,
And sunset sinks for a sweet memory.
Birds disturb the sky at night,
Bats invade the sky during the day,
My tears echo as it bounced on the ground.
I always wish this island could respond for once.
The fishes are scared of the rivers,
Lions crave for the lives of vegetables,
All beast could scent the aura of an alien.
But all these reside in my imagination,
I would wish the stones were boomerang,
As I transport them, they never said goodbye.
All foes and friends flow as tears from my eyes
Lauching a lovely nostalgic aroma.
Some embrace solitude
To tackle and escape from regrets,
Maybe I will learn how this river flows
So this jungle will crown me as their king.
*Poet: Ogomigo Roland.*
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