Poetry:
ONEIRA
I let my life go loose,
Because my dreams were tipsy from booze.
I shoved my heart in a panhole bamboo,
My fears I dare not allow ooze.
Dreams are shaped by desire,
Mine were shaped by influence.
To oneiro mou was a murderer,
It tried to murder the mother of my dreams.
My arms were wide open to accept fate,
Fate without hope was for the dead,
For my work was realigning the three in one,
My fate, body, and soul.
I saw my destiny in front of me
Frowning in confusion,
I tied it to my waist without consent,
And my dreams made merry of my decision.
Author's biography
My name is Ehikhamhen Possible Osamhahiemhen. I'm from Ewohimi, Edo state.
Fun fact: I'm a dancer, rapper, spoken word artist, poet, writer, and a fitness enthusiast/ coach / model.
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