Pretty Orange Poem by Kassan Jahmal Kassim
Pretty Orange
Fires rest under skin;
Blessed a kiss of Sun
In the dark;
I am light...
Bright & gentle flower;
Hand-picked by God
In the dark;
I am life.
Sorrows, I've carried;
but only for a time
In the dark;
But still I survive
Pretty Orange,
my colour is-
Clean & well polished.
I flourish...
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