In the dead of night, darkness befell
oozing noises of lost souls
the monster crept behind the frightened
feeding off their fear till it beckoned them

Its eyes were red and its body black
a body that a naked eye could not portrait
its speed was fast and impossible to see
for its goal was to bring chaos

the children hid in an abandoned house
waiting, panting, loss of hope
for this creature, one of them it took
and slowly, they were being thinned

then out of nowhere a big wind arrived
like fog that blacked all view
the monster was nowhere to be seen
for this wind, a new fear it stroke

slowly a big hand in the mid air appeared
ascending from heaven, seconds slowly
it hit the ground and imprinted itself
the wind vanished and a new day arose

the children came out of the house
rays of light hit their cold bodies and they took new breath of life
the darkness and wind both, were gone

Somewhere between ego and distance, love lost - we became strangers.,

You cannot go without noticing her
in a room full of strangers
she always stands out
poised and dignified
she wears beauty of the nine lights
her body soft like fine silk
her heart is that of a child
loving and warm
she speaks for the voiceless
and acts for the weak and vulnerable
when you meet her you will notice
she wears a scarf of three colors
black, red, green
the colors of her nation
nothing more captivating this duchess
the Malawian duchess
when you meet her say your hellos
I'll answer you back
for I am her
a young Malawian duchess
the first and last of my kind

I loved you before you