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My soul winks The place the order of time blinks Seemingly battered dragging on my Peaceful limbs I crumble my heart subtle Subjected to plain ruins Smoothly rough guild of tiny mischief O' spare me realisation The lessons I've learned That be that not a matter punishment Click stick to my picture The blur focus on my face I pace the disgrace grace my gaze O' spare me the realisation Heck brilliant bright Away from light a near slight The ray I carry My soul winks Splatter or what The future gains no light The shrilled tenor Silences in terror This me or A feature of my greedy error I swallow the shredded grandeur So lost my end is my endeavour Sunken I saw the sun came You were all I've waited for My darling bright yellow Your brilliance i wish to burrow Again am in the middle But can't decide where to go My fate is not in my hands
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BillNwabuko

Bill Chima Nwabuko is a liberian writer, who writes both prose and poetry . His father is a nigerian and mother is a Sierra Leonean but he consider himself a Liberian for he believes that Liberia has played a key role in shaping his life as a person and thus he owes his life and alligance to her. His writings are mostly emotional, rangingfrom pain, delight, dilemma and so forth

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