Category: poem

• What are you afraid of?

  

  I.I’m not scared of terrors of the nightThe growling ghost under my creaking bedThe dark form in my shadowsI’m not afraid of the river that calls my name at the break of dawnAnd beckons with glistening ripples at sunsetNot the lonely path maami sends me to fetch morning water The path of my childhood with […]

  The Roses Petal

  April 22, 2022

  poem

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