Tahira Ayo

My Poems

A strange feeling :)


How strange it feels,

the thought of letting go,

So harder than it should be,

even when i need to show.

I’ve got to think up bigger things,

i’ve got to pick up the phone when it


Playing the brain game,

passing out no blame,

acknowledging all that came,

ignoring all pain.

I may let go

after a prayer or two,

a visit from a friend in blue,

a baby, a mother and a

pair of shoe.

How strange it feels,

forever coming so soon,

exposing the moon  and a

sand dune.

I’ll croon like a


with a spoon

by the lagoon

ignoring the impending moonsoon

(first written on 05/01/13) :)

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