In the hour when the sickle moon harvest its grains of stars dreams laid on bed nightmares on gown as misty cloud steals into crystal ball the day hides in...
When heart crash like television screen, love fails like an Ebola patient's heart our lips no longer in each other locks what will become of us?? When we miss-understand us,...
They spit out Unfulfilled promises With the name of the gods — They lie Sacrilege! Waning light, where lies your tomorrow? The gods are not drunk — They lie in...
You've stitched tears on our faces And has made us to tread On the walkway of anguish You have weaved sadness on our hearts After stitching optimism of empty promises...