Saturday, May 19, 2007

I brawl life to live.

As I beg thee for my own life,
And bid ye guard thine,
I cease to retain my innate self--
As my life flashes images at thine knife...
I behold myself-- drunk in fear, as with wine.
You re-visit me, with pain itself.

Our hearts, so beautiful and vain
We pair in twos, you win I lose
I surrender as ye spare me, yet again,
You words remind me of my pain.


diary of a G said...

is that a prayer?

mack said...

thanks for stopin in.

The Pseudo-Independent said...

I promise to care for it lovingly and keep it close to my heart

Neers said...

heyy i always approve your comment! its a pleasure to have you over at my place! that said, it does sound a compliment coming from you... you do have such command over human emotions!

The Pseudo-Independent said...

thanks for stopping by.

Sparkle said...

very nice post

laspapi said...

wb, mack. Good to "see" you again.

When are you sending your submissions for the naija bloggers anthology?

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Sparkle said...

very nice

Oracle said...

I really don't know what to say.
Itz the kind of poem that leaves you speechless