Transitions Poem by Stella Adaeze Ogwatta
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I am dust,
Formed into bones and flesh.
I feel the rush of air
Five feet tall,
I stand above uncertainties.
Fame grips me by the hand,
and youth is my close companion.
My body is cracked clay;
My bones are noisy rattles.
My legs fail my mind's urge to wander.
I am weightless;
I see myself sprawled beneath.
I am dust;
I have grown moist, in decay.
Thursday, June 13, 2024
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11/21/2025 7:21:26 PM # 1.0.0
I keep reading your poems, and they all speak with such.... (I can't even find the right word) . Even the title of those poem has such power. I'm glad I found your poetry
Thank you for the nice compliment.