Philip Bangura Poems

Daughter and Mother,

in busy Dufkut street,
...

Lost soul sold

his soul for
...

Sitting in back looking

Far behind me. All
...

......

yawn
...

The sky is blue

and the grass is
...

How is life when mistakes

are numerous.
...

The slit of the moon reflected on the dark black pit less water-

Which crashed with its reaching waves on the jagged rocks-
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So small
yet so tall
made of
wonders. I
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