Nonye's Corner: Born with a Plastic Spoon

Monday 20 August 2018

Posted by Unknown at 11:40

Behind All That

The little I have experienced in this one score year and five I have been given is sure to make a compelling read; how much more what ...
Reincarnation

REINCARNATION There is Life after Death. Not above or ben...
Poem: FLEETING

FLEETING I am alive I try to do everything to keep my life Yet the bread break and turn to gravel in my mouth. Forsaking...
FORLORN

FORLORN Every time it comes and grips me I do not know what's in it for me No one knows or care about how I fare They on...
Foetal Thoughts

Foetal Thoughts In the chamber of the one who is to give me birth, Curl I like a ball brooding over my call to the earth Wh...
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IN THE LONG RUN In the long run we would live to tell our tales About how we thrived on despite many woes About how we comfortably hid o...
QUESTIONS

Where do the dead go? I hear stories of the Afterlife Is it a truety or does life end in the hole? All life's sojourn end wi...
Born with a Plastic Spoon
WAITING

WAITING The only faithful companions I have ever had In this whole world and wide I came to add Are my leaf and pen. They have end...
Dead Men Tell No Tales

DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES There, I sat, pruning weeds off his grave. A great story teller he was, Recounting his youthful deeds with...