'Am a dark berry, you, just a berry,
Am a ship, you're just a rusty ferry,
I hold what you perceive imaginary,
Forgive me, I take guilt, I feel sorry,
Meant nothing, no despise intended,
Deep apologies, if greatly offended.'
That's what they told me, ugly lies,
I was a moth, they were butterflies,
Well, someone once said time flies,
Yes! It is flying me, to my dreams,
Watch the moth fly to the extremes,
Life is dust! Not like what it seems!
"Moth"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha
Welcome to my Poetry and writing blog, I am glad you stopped by:) I do Poetry and pieces of writing, just for fun and self-growth. I write for existence, just like breathing. "Creativity is the engine on my quill" I hope you'll enjoy my writing :) Checkout more of my work from my Facebook page; @Drew Poetry Kenya. You can also connect with me on Facebook as "Author Drew" and on Instagram @Drew.Poetry.ke Thanks for stopping by:)
Saturday 4 June 2016
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