Poetry

FRAGILE LITTLE THINGS By Som Adedayo

Written by Editor

The world is a cycle of space
Which vanity holds together.
It’s a temporary place;
Everything shall subsist nether.

We are sure particles of shame.
One good kiss, smile and love
Will do well to write off the blame
After the certain shove.

We are paupers clad in rich attire,
Beautiful souls of frailty,
Bundle of fate burnt in lewd desire,
Emptiness and vanity.

We are fragile little things;
Everyone will vacate the state of being
Like the roses of the springs
And without the slightest proof of seeing.

About the author

Editor

Bada Yusuf Amoo holds B.A in Literature in English from Obafemi Awolowo University, he is the publisher of thespeakingheart.com. He started the website in 2015, he has published both his works and other budding writers and poets on the website. He is a public commentators and his articles are on different websites.

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