My Unwritten Poem

There have been poets before the sun rose today Who weaved words and gave them life eternal But you, You are my unwritten poem No words I find that befit the crust of your existence I tell you, How I wish I could play the orutu, But your presence in silence is music enough To […]

Dry Dew

Dew’s done down my soil As dry as the desert sand my heart Bleeding from blades that toiled To bury the sun that kept me lit Even as love evades my path Life chooses not to erase my wrath The sour taste of scorn from cherished flowers It is done, my soul sad ridden A […]

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