Poems from Ashirifi
Black Zumeet knee length beyond your bonny knee flung.
Hordes of angels may have dropped you, I thought.
With a magical instrument behind...
Is tomorrow ever coming?
11:20pm it is, a little more to go.
Drowned in the ocean of love,
I think of her, she thinks of her books.
I miss...
In your presence, the cold wind of love breaks the shackles in me.
Your webb of love warms me, each and every infinitesimal time.
Scars of...