A Stranger

On a quest to search you— many questions still remain unanswered.You, a stranger, an enigma and mystical. I wonder who you really are? Not again, don’t step into my thoughts.Shall I let go of my quest, as you seem too far.You stir my being, question my journey.I long to touch you, you the stranger!  Shall I seek... Continue Reading →

I made you with this blood

I made you with this blood Wrapped in fullness of my muliebrity I rush hiding it from the glances that would be petrified If they saw what I carry hidden rolled up in a newspaper I walked like a samurai My son caught me red handed one day, literally ! ‘what is that you carry... Continue Reading →

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