The Poems you didn't write

The poems you didn't write 

are notes of sounds never 

composed in fine lines of songs

They are like seeds sown 

into the soul without their 

shoots springing forth

They are currencies of dreams 

never printed in the bank 

of reality

Like the beaming of a beautiful 

future terminated by the 

circumstances of life

The poems you didn't write are 

beautiful spirits, flames of love

choked in an evil ambience, 

left forever to suffer the wraths of hell

They are like bloods drying up 

in fragile hearts, like sperms

wasted during plagues of Onanism

They are like sweet melodies metamorphosing in a gentle heart,

but left to decompose, out of fear 

and timidity

Like politicians singing sweet songs

of audio promises, choking the

destinies of millions in a condemned cage

Written by Daniel Ezeokeke

Inspired by Ajise Vincent