Alem Hailu Gabre Kristos

Shall I be a chameleon?

In a way that
Makes observers sick,
...

My beloved
I always remember
Once my soul
Had taken a ride
...

Love is not
By fair means or foul
Meeting ones end,
But it is the negative good
...

As I was walking through
The streets of Addis
With a mood very high,
Out of a clear blue sky,
...

Bouncing back
From cold shoulders
And many a rejection,
Resilient, I throw
...

Lured by your
Elegant posture
When at its best
Appears nature,
...

Mother

My son is late to night
A bit drunk
...

I)Eve

Eve became
Foolishly bold
...

There are people
When you treat
Them polite
Who become rude
...

Immediately after I
Fetched my salary
From a Bank
When I get drunk
...

On my way to work,
Whenever I pass through
The Holy Trinity church,
After a brief prayer,
...

Had I not relished
What I had long cherished
Had I not tasted
And grew out of
...

The sun with its
Fingers of ray
Caressing and dubbing
Thawed the ice,
...

A warm morning Sun
Flickering a ray of light
Making my fogy
Bachelor's heart bright,
...

To get a fresh air
A night stroll would be fair,
I thought
And switching the TV
...

After the burial of
A neighbourhood child
I stayed in the cemetery
Where lash grasses, trees
...

'As telling lies
Is dangerous,
To it, you
Have to be averse! '
...

In keeping their head
Above water
The wise draw
A quick lesson
...

My love is like to ice, and I to fire
How comes it then that this her cold so great
Is not dissolved through my so hot desire,
But harder grows the more I her entreat?
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