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TWISTED DREAMS [Twisted Dreams] [Twisted Dreams]

under the mango tree he finds solace
away from the home turned furnace
months ago they giggled under the pines
as destiny had bought them sweet wines
bearing his ring in a cup of cream
fortune had smiled on his dream

alas! in her mouth dwelt not teeth
but venom such as the python does covet
tearing his ego and peace like a paper shredder
manacling his dreams like a deranged matador

Written by: Emeka Nobis

Author: admin

I am a member of the WRR editorial team.

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