Poem: Days of Within Reasons


Days of Within Reasons

Puzzling days full of tears,
Wicked prayers hear me now,
Rain shall drop down to earth,
In times of middle of January.

Cold and shivering wind,
Howling so loud,
Wolves hidden yet beauty prevails,
A woman standing alone.

An umbrella for a weapon,
Opening it with pride,
Closing it with dignity,
She rose to her feet with a smile upon her lips.

Wind blowing,
Endless mornings after dawn,
Birds chirping for a reason,
Just not the cause of life,just death of a merchant man.

Yours Truly,



  1. amoafowaa · January 15, 2015

    You’re talented. Nice.

    Liked by 1 person

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