DEAD GUAVA-TREE (threnody) (An Original poetry)

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The GUAVA-TREE at my frontispiece
Initially was intensely sturdy
Maturated
Full-blown
And dead:
Now sawed
With a sanguine chainsaw.
Its browned leaves
Playfully hovering amongst the windy wind.
Dead leaves beneath my feet,
Squashed with a regard plaintive melody repeat.

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The squashed dead leaves of my heart
Reminisce the lost and bygone dreams
Hushed in the shadow of relic grit.
Beyond a shadow of a doubt;
Life is like a pinch of earless silk of corn
Or Like that of a dead guava-tree
Sawed with a sanguine chainsaw.

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Written & Edited by: @martinstomisin

Martins Tomisin Olusola

31/10/2018

Also published here:

https://duanespoetree.blogspot.com/2018/10/martins-tomisin-writes.html

https://www.google.com/url?q=https://issuu.com/immaginepoesia/docs/immagine___poesia-vol.4&sa=U&ved=2ahUKEwjmuf_Aj7HeAhWJC-wKHaQCB7wQFjARegQIBRAB&usg=AOvVaw3zgQxvIBW_SK8NIlNyVbR8

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Note 📝

In a nutshell, this is a threnody poem — a poem of lamentation or dirge ...

A review of this poem will be posted another time

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Thanks for reading my poem!!!