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FLYING THOUGHTS BY GIDEON ABOWHA










Flying Thoughts

Hmmm! Breathing in death lane
Sober; dejected; curved on plane.
My flying thoughts is simple in some sense
Beckoning out to my pure essence.
My thoughts yesterday's​ gone
Outside me flood I saw.
Most of my feelings weight in heavy tonnes
Bitter bitter sweet tea, of your taste I found no fun
Let's pretend no pains comes off life's thorns.
Thoughts! Nailing my whole self alone in the confines of my bones.
Swaying from side to side
Sometimes from West to East.
Every organ in me still well kept
To allow me travel home in peace.
But where is my flying thoughts taking me to?
Verily, verily, get not merrily
For I saw my thoughts changing and forming illusions.
Thoughts are like birds
That perch on the mind's window.
Thoughts are bird
That fly at the tingle of imagination.
Thoughts lay eggs
That hatch in the nest of a defined time
Though it takes time to incubate
When it becomes a chilled it becomes real.
My thoughts grew so rapidly
Changing like tender feathers to thickers warmers.
A leap into the air helps my flying thoughts to fly
That one day it's becomes a motherbird
To lay more eggs for future flight.


GIDEON ABOWHA

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