The Drained Brain
written by: Alo Ayodeji
Rivulets of blood cascading down,
Oh! What have I done now.
The waters splash in a beautiful rhyme
As I wet my drained brain.
Perhaps! Wetting it would wash off my flaws,
Which has stuck like a tiger’s claw
And would make me wiser.
Washing off the dormant loser.
With my hands up above my vacant head.
All I ever wanted in life was to lead
But that was hindered,
By my already battered brain.
With eyes fixed on my brain,
My worries began to wane.
I’ll dwell and walk in my lane
For I know I’ll one day reign.
Alo Ayodeji is an ambitious poet who aims at being prolific. He writes from the city of Lagos in Nigeria. A student of the Federal University of Technology Akure who wishes to be found in the literary world. He writes on his fiery passion, hope, Christianity and Nature, amongst others. He is no doubt going to be your favourite writer.
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