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  Jun 2021 Isaac afunadhula
Safana
The greatest kitchen
ware in a poetry
kitchen is a pencil,
it's a sharpest to cut
and slice alphabets
into pieces of words,
on a papers to make
a bunch of phrases
and the crates of
sentences and
Beautiful book
of poetries from
the poetry chef
...
  Jun 2021 Isaac afunadhula
Safana
I am nothing but
a chef, in a kitchen
to cook not a food
but beautiful poetries
with different aroma
and taste in my
poetry kitchen
...
Safana's Poetry Kitchen
  Jun 2021 Isaac afunadhula
Tiana Marie
She was like music,
and I longed to dance.

Her heart was the beat,
and I begged for the chance.

Her words were the vocals,
and I was put in a trance.

Her smile was the melody,
and I fell in love at first glance.
  Jun 2021 Isaac afunadhula
Yasin
Sometimes
poems
make
me
want
to
write
in
a
crowd
of
only
one
person.
My body's made of dust and muddy earth
And yet my soul descended from the sky,
Love's been my mistress from my very birth
And I'll protect it always, till I die.
She's like a down that gathers in a pile,
Because she's sensitive and pure and light,
But if the wind starts blowing for a while,
Then she gets scared and suddenly takes flight.
On our Earth, love is a little shy,
People have lost their meaning and are bad,
They are attached only to things that lie,
Love for some time, and then they all get mad.
But I respect my mistress, she's sublime,
I'll be her slave until the end of time.
Love must have fooled me with others but you
I still feel your touch on my skin
Your kisses on my neck
Your breath when you sleep
I still hear your heart beat while closer to my chest
I still have those beautiful dreams every night
I wake up with you on my mind
Like there's no one I have loved like I loved you
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