Life here is like a dream,
it seems that it is a glad morning tides,
to seek and kick a house of doom.
One of such where 17 ladies and gusts dim,
that the world will host them,
life here is like a dream.
And people may rush to build houses and rooms,
I don't know if such push paves it,
for life here is like a dream.
Truely, there are many such realms,
of houses, Y may wish to build here amidst,
life here is like a dream.
Did you imagine a murmur to form,
it, a chattered adventure?,
life here is like a dream.
Corruption they say is meant to zoom,
to allow and give possibility tomorrow,
for establishment of such a gloom,
but, seek and kick a house of doom.
Villanelle
Bamanga Bashir
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 11/29/2020
Poet's note: Developing cities should do away with brothels, beer parlours and other bad houses known and unknown.
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Poem topics: people, world, morning, glad, corruption, adventure, tomorrow, imagine, house, I love you, I miss you, dream, life, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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