Sinking (6) 

(i) sea

I am a sea
open to your

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azure gaze
of silent words

spilling
from

yesterday’s
black veins

(ii) egg

your own
world an egg;

where to enter
is to destroy

and to forsake
is to save.

if mine
has been lust

for refuge
I can then hide
in myself;
I am still safe

 

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The image in this post is an adapted version of an image by Gerald Pereira via Flickr.

About the Author:

Portrait - MajakMarial Awendit is a South Sudanese poet and writer. An introvert, he spends most of his time writing poetry on love, war, nature and human behaviour. His first poetry collection ‘Whispers’ is in consideration with a publisher. He resides in his hometown Yirol, Eastern Lakes State.