CLOUDED (A POEM) - by Femi Olabisi

Date: 27-07-2012 1:09 pm (12 years ago) | Author: Femi Olabisi
- at 27-07-2012 01:09 PM (12 years ago)
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It is a generational maxim
that life is a mystery unknown;
a journey beset with dreadful forebodings;
a variegated landmark of discordant terrains

I was born and bred
I was cultured to reason
that life is a nutty riddle
indefinitely clouded to discern
and beyond mortals dissecting

My heyday was a nurturing
a platitude of facts of life
a catechism of what lies ahead
a baptism into realities

But my libertinage to adulthood
my transformation to real realities
pictures a world of banalities;
where sacrifice is never measured
and sycophancy ever treasured

My ontology is totally fogged
my being lethargic to things around
because the world is clouded
and forever a mystery unknown.

© Femi Olabisi (April 2010)

Twitter: @ Femiolas
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Posted: at 27-07-2012 01:09 PM (12 years ago) | Newbie
- dlimelite at 29-07-2012 06:29 AM (12 years ago)
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GREAT POEM
Posted: at 29-07-2012 06:29 AM (12 years ago) | Hero
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- dlimelite at 29-07-2012 06:30 AM (12 years ago)
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 Grin Grin Grin Grin Grin Grin Grin
Posted: at 29-07-2012 06:30 AM (12 years ago) | Hero
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