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Self taught

I did not go to writing school. But. Clarity. Of. My. Mind. Came. In. Silence. Only. Then. Did. Life’s. Lessons. Flood. Back. And. Truth. Drew. It’s. Veils. And. Thoughts. Revealed. All. That. Was.. Falsehood. And. All. That. Was. Real. And. I. Have. Been Told. That. I. Am. A. Good. Writer.

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Summer Bloom

Summer Bloom. You came as a bud in spring. You bloomed in summer. And disappeared all over again. And now gone are the days. That i see. The genuine smile on your hairy face. Your kind heart throbbing… as if calling me . Your grip, gentle touch. Warm on my shaking hands. Gone are the

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Hoos isu la hadal // Silent whispers

Hoos isu la hadal. Haddu waagu beryey hurdo uma haamaansan. Maalmihii tegey baan tiriyaa. Habeenkan dhammaadayna ii raac. Waa maxay, waa subax xag alla kaber. Ooshimbirhi ka ag heesayaan deriishadda. Barkinti baan iska rogay ooh hoos isula hadlay. Noloshu xaggay igu wadda?. Muxuu yahay dareenka baahidu?. Maxaan la ooyayaa?. Tiiraanyada naftayda?. Maxaytahay dhibatooyinkaan?. Maxaan  la

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An Eintou*

Introspective stuff re-igniting me and all in presence and in unmistakable silhouette your words breathe light as they give mental insight you embraced a culture, manifested it manifested it in word and song   *An Eintou is an African (and African American) seven-syllabic/  word count form of poem consisting of 2 words first line, 4

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