Poems from Abdul Malik
Hour by hour in the light of day
and all night long
My bruised mind with
horde of thoughts run riot before my eyes
Shadowy phantoms fill my...
Comely in body but crooked in mind
virtue is overshadowed by some vice
beguiling she has power to entice
a sly smile on her face whilst...
The poetry I so intensely write
Is not only in black and white,
There are some shades of gray,
booby traps and a crooked way.
It’s a door...