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I am darkness.
I wear the mask of sunny mornings
But dark shadows seep around the edges.

I am storm clouds.
I masquerade as blue sky days
But the cows out in the fields lay down.

I am a somber dirge
Though my speakers play a happy song
It’s always in a minor key.

I am tomorrow.
While I can’t untangle from today
I waft the scent of yesterday.
                     ljm
I have oberved that when it's about to rain in farm country, most of the milk cows out in the pasture lay down. I don't know why. They won't tell me.
 Jun 2021 Maitsholo
Yasin
Sometimes
poems
make
me
want
to
write
in
a
crowd
of
only
one
person.
 Jun 2021 Maitsholo
Marie
Acceptance
 Jun 2021 Maitsholo
Marie
The love stayed
But the tone changed
I loved you anyways
I just loved you anyways
Green color enveloped the nature.
Air covered itself in mist.
Sky played hide and seek with clouds.
Mesmerised people looked on all three elements of nature in awe.
I saw in you
all the phases of
the moon

felt each constellation
mapped by your
fingertips on
my spine

you were cosmic
and our love
was a meteor shower
above a sleeping Earth

a quiet threat
that only the stars
had the wisdom to see
You said that you had given up on my love.

That is a ridiculous claim!

Nothing that isn't yours can be given up.
 Jun 2021 Maitsholo
Jay
Sometimes the bate wins,
Many times, the fishers do.
Mostly though, the fish will too.
He received less endorsements from the people because his physical traits did not complement the art he was pursuing.
No one promises peace in our time. We are in conflict with everything including nature.
 Jun 2021 Maitsholo
Aishu
Dear pain
 Jun 2021 Maitsholo
Aishu
For your information
I deserve happiness at times

Enough of you
I'm getting bored

Give me a break
-Just saying-
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