Lines And Smiles
Lines And Smiles.
When lines and smiles are numb,
to trade an old guitar which lost itself
while aback this wooden shelf sighing
lives false and true stacked atop another — I perceive there is screen ease outside
my pane of niche.
All several thinking minutes are
helpless worths too drunk with pride,
this backlashing discontent to dress
poetries uniquely made me less prolific;
though,
More becoming—
the once tough trod
here I could keep my back —
Perhaps, it's better with few lines
that have smiles.
© Favour Ike
When lines and smiles are numb,
to trade an old guitar which lost itself
while aback this wooden shelf sighing
lives false and true stacked atop another — I perceive there is screen ease outside
my pane of niche.
All several thinking minutes are
helpless worths too drunk with pride,
this backlashing discontent to dress
poetries uniquely made me less prolific;
though,
More becoming—
the once tough trod
here I could keep my back —
Perhaps, it's better with few lines
that have smiles.
© Favour Ike