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Poets’ Thursday: Sometimes

Sometimes You’re all I want To be with you To breathe you   Sometimes I can’t stand you I can’t stand to be The shadow Of your glory You’re so perfect And I’m imperfect   Sometimes I am all you want. Sometimes It’s just like You’ve stopped trying Like you care no more   You […]

Poets' Thursday

Poets’ Thursday: Not Again

I hear grating roars from the east , Which keep the rising sun dim. Another righter is born! This time with severe bond. He bears the last breath of unheard heroes, He carries the forgotten pains of kwashiorkor, And brings the knowledge of ULI airstrip; Where men who cannot put out the fire they start […]

Poets' Thursday

Poets’ Thursday: You, Neena

Your breath against my ears is like the flutter of many wings. Those large eyes bore into me and I am in awe. They bare tales, unvoiced ones from a distant land. Tales of experiences before now. While you tumbled in water and elements. There, breathing behind a protruded tummy. You, this symphony of harmonious […]