I wrote this poem over six months ago, and then came across it again after I had almost forgotten it even existed. As I read my own words I found it hard to believe I wrote this, as it almost felt that someone else was speaking to me. 145 more words
1 month, 1 week ago
Rainy Day Cafe
I grab the cloud
that has taken many a passion
void of silver that should be pulsing through its veins.
With a touch I give it its life back… 65 more words
2 months ago
Sipping on her latte on a bench
he’s been waiting a long while.
It had been 9th grade since he last saw her smile.
He’s come a long way since then, 80 more words
2 months, 1 week ago
Poetry by Hasen
Where have the simple times gone;The walking through dust cover dirt roadsWhere skies are clear of smogAnd only noise are animals and birds singing their song… 34 more words
What will you write poet?
I write with weaving lines that alternate between rhythms;
With measured beats that will cascade to order cadence
Like drums upon a long ago battlefield, 215 more words
2 months, 2 weeks ago
You are silent
As you slip away from my grasp.
Your frame shrinks before my eyes.
I am helpless as I watch.
You don’t tell me what is wrong. 28 more words
2 months, 3 weeks ago
I pass by the streets of Nairobi
Its around 1830hrs
A little bit dark
Its been raining a lot offlate
Then its rash hour
A lot of people in the streets… 267 more words
3 months ago