Thursday, May 12, 2016

6 MONTHS, LESS A DAY (Poem) Poetic Tee "Here, take a sip"
Matters not
How bright
Their light
At night.

They must set
Each dawn
As the sun rises.

Even where
It stays awake
6 months, less a day.
And think thee not
Star bursts, dusts
Exist no more. No!

They go into hiding
Scuttling in a vanish,
Saving their twinkles
Glimmers and shines.

Yet get swallowed in
A plunged depth.

Not of death
But a bath
Of invisibility,
Of sheet brilliance
That rebirths.

(c)2016 Tijjani M. M.
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