He is a college boy who loves to read poems written by poets who have spent their life mostly in hardship as they know the meaning of life.
Spread the word on
It smelled like my scent,
How to tell if he has left me
The truth is, but the matter of dishonor,
He came back to me wherever he went
That's it no more sides to it my way,
Your side is settled like a heart
Do not spend the night alone with you,
When he laid his hand on the burning forehead
The spirit has reached Christianity,
Still on rainy nights the body breaks down
Waking up wondering what to do.
© 2019 Muhammad Abdullah