A Poet’s Guilt

Short Poems

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A Poet’s Guilt

After all this while,
I often wondered and doubted,
If we’d be able to come back home;
To return to these words,
As if we never left,

Like all writers before me,
Who stopped writing and returned,
I felt a version of alienation to the art;
A part that maybe, I might never quite fully return to;
And maybe, there was really nothing to return to,

But maybe all we could now only have and be,
Was the reinvention that could only come through trying,
Engaging with all that once made me whole,
All that once made us whole,
And maybe, that’s where all the beauty lay.

© Oganga Mangiti

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Self-published author of “To Heal A Broken Heart” and “Love & Pain: Limited Edition.”