Whispers | Poetry
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  • Reads 2,087
  • Votes 170
  • Parts 36
  • Time 24m
Ongoing, First published Jan 17, 2019
Mature
My poetry is gold
Written with a smirk or a scowl
Poured out from the depths of my soul
And mashed to words in a bowl
decanted in the form of ink
on rusty paper folds
worth more than the price of mink
my treasure to behold
I write about my life
and other people's strife
cut deep with the edge of a knife
and I'll write till my afterlife
my poetry is my boat
to keep my heart afloat
as you journey through the tides
and depths of a magical soul
_B.Chimere



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~Wíŋs~
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🥇1st place in the #Splash poetry awards, October 2019
🥈2nd place in the Nigerians books awards 2020.
🥉3rd place in the #Sunflower awards, October 2019. Nu
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