There is a song in the air
A drop in the void
A whisper among whispers
& echoes creep out of crevices
If deserts protect their chastity
& Parch every drop of sullage
Men will creep out of each thirst
& Fetch lest they're shriveled.
When songs drag the air with air
Ears shrink the savour
But there is a tongue for every pain
To sit & await their turn
Like time's folded palms, loitering for its grease.
Indigo
Delumozie Sandra Uche
Poet's note: This is a torrid poem
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Poem topics: pain, song, time, tongue, whisper, protect, void, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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