A blink, a squint, a here-gone glimpse,
Sun-freckled, shadow-delicate.
Sudden breeze-breath prints a stream,
Ideograms unknown, passwords undetected
In time’s invisible unravelling, lifespan’s
Capricious memories.
Each freeze-frame re-invents itself
In past, present and future.
And age, a long, orange, tongue-licked sky,
The anteroom to winter solstice,
Guessing an elusive afterlife or
An untouchable emptiness.
Let us, instead, remember summer’s
Endless days, the hours’ extension
When water mirrors sunset,
When, like cool evening, mercy,
The afterthought of passion,
May whisper a prayer and summon
An angel.

I have seen days of
good bad and ulgy.
Days of rush crushs
i thought was love.

But i wish for days of mist
which i have never had.
Days when all i do is cry till
tears were nowhere to be found.

But these days are never close
because my heart is one made of steel.

Though i see these patches
of mist in everyone's life,i cant
figure out why i need it but pray for it to pass out and be cleared in theirs...

#WilliamsMarta(Tweencool)#
DEPRESSION SERIES
Mamo's Peotry

I can't get out..
i can't fight.
it's so hard
the walls too tight..

I feel myself running out-out of life.I see creatures coming for me,but i know they are not there.
cos it's all in my head.

Am in a prison without walls so it's in the open but i can't run-free myself,cos i let myself in even when i knew i had to do right, i just got mixed with the crowd.

Now am caught-caught so hard,its hard to escape for i have to pay for my sins.
I am guilty now and my sentence has been passed upon me and i must serve.

'But if you are good,you can be set free before time'i heard them say.

Now am fighting cos i want to do right-Stay alive.i don't want to be caught in this prison without walls..

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#SayNoToDrugAbuse#
#Mamo's Poetry#

Pictures in my mind.
Playing out in my head.
I see just images,
In my blurring view .
The sun is Setting.
And all I see are
Lovers kissing, Right
Under the light of the
Coming night.
They are lost in
each other's arms and
The urgency of what they
Wanted. Slowly, she moved from him. With her eyes still on him. She Started to Undress, in the covering of the dull light, they were shadows. But every piece of the moment , was never lost in my view,
Then I just shook, and I lost them. Just then. I remembered theywere only my sunset imagination .

#WilliamsMarta(Tweencool)#
Mamo's Poetry

I thought i had a fever,
When he came to me.
Must had had it really,
But to me it was hallucination -
Part of the breaking of the fever.

Then i saw him real, coming to settle in front of me with the scythe handy-his staff of office. He Must have wanted to get done with the job at hand 'I' but had a change of heart.

Not a word he said but took off the direction he came. I knew it was second chance given to me. For not Always did he do such..

#WILLIAMSMARTA (TWEENCOOL) # "MAMO'S POETRY #

Am proud of who  i have become
Never thought that  day would come when i will see the light of the sun .

But all are in place so soon
For the face i once worn
has been taken down and torn.
It was painfully  done but now  clearly i see.

That i wont be here,not even a piece of hair if they knew, i will come out as something new. So i made myself out of steel.
So i never have Steal meat to make Way to where death meet .

Well this life of blue, i let out and it blew the flower that made the flour towards the sea for all to see, as the sun rise that i have become a better son. So i can say i am proud of who i have become...

#WilliamsMarta(Tweencool ) #
Mamo's Poetry