A selection of poems before the dawning of day, when evening fades away, I love how all nature becomes aquainted with the night. The darkening clouds around me becomes illuminated with pleasures of delight, and we discover what is happening with people nearly every night.
We humans everyone have inner demons and we try to either kill it or try to ignore it, every day, to survive pure soul.
Almost 90% of our time we act as if we killed it or ignored it, but the truth it still remains deep rooted inside us.
A poem I made when I went outside to look at the full moon. I immediately went inside and grabbed a clipboard, a piece of paper, and a pencil. I also looked up what stars and planets were in the night sky. I hope you enjoy this short poem about…
Blue skies bring about peace
Red Skies bring about war
ade la coment
pregata con suede
reaction of the mouse took the cat
in the corner
in the alley with the monster
presupposed by inalienable rights
all else is sight given by delight
held by swung swoons
This poem talks about how insecure life is for Hazara nation. They suffer the taliban's atrocities. This ongoing Hazara Genocide has swallowed thousands of lives yet still craving for more. Hazara nation craves for peace but it lives to be just a dream because peace died years ago engulfing thousands…