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The Stranger

Posted: December 1, 2016 in Uncategorized

A little nibble a little prick
And in you came, as in the tales
Chivalrous! We welcomed you in
As you let yourself, the guest be
But alas, you debase us
Yea we fought for our motherland
But ours no more could it be
As you rule with an iron fist
Tyranny t’is thine trademark.

Temi Hassan
I stand against HIV/AIDS

The thread

Posted: October 27, 2016 in Uncategorized

       

                             Dark…
                          Red blood,
                   The only evidence
                   Of what uncle had
                               Done.

                       Temi Hassan.

Your Silence

Posted: March 30, 2016 in Uncategorized

Your silence,

Shall clasp my heart numb
Bleed it till it hurts
Turn your eyes once more
Flee till I’m diseased
I’ll bask in forlorn
How shall I eat of your love?
How shall I know to return?

My Volcano/ Volcano’s Rush

Posted: March 30, 2016 in Uncategorized

I’m not quite sure how the name fits… Words flee from me, it seems. I guess this will suffice.

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I’ll heed sweet revenge’s lovely cry
As I lay in plot for your life
To rip at your lone heart tonight
And you shall have to hold none else
In misery back to mine abode
And you’d crawl to my stone-cold self
And I shall warm your heart to stone!

Maybe

Posted: March 14, 2016 in Uncategorized

Maybe the sky will swallow the sun
And maybe the river will just not run

Maybe time will pass, in reverse
Or maybe we are more than just specks in the universe

Maybe these and more are true,
Like maybe I’m alright without you…

Posted: December 29, 2015 in Uncategorized

In the shadows lay one,
A victim of self,
The spoil of shame
She releases herself to
The familiar pleasure of pain
A loud brood,
A familiar stranger.
Please…
Please don’t let her slip away.

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The Caterpillar.

Posted: December 29, 2015 in Uncategorized

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