Poems from Mkaso
Thunder claps its own song,
Rain drops its own tune,
Wind whistles its own melody
and all that comes from me
is this poem
Blank document,
is the best way
to describe my mind
as this very moment.
Disconnect this USB,
full of confusing thoughts,
to calm down this...
The glow you left
After you left my room
Lingered on like
The smell of a perfume.
Your heart is tender,
Yet your words are vicious,
But...