"mojim" poems
koža je gladna
na koži hladnoj
uzdah u praznoj sobi
iz praznog tela isparava
bez imalo nežnosti
nežno milujem ti kosu
grliš me golu
ogolelim prstima
u tvojim je očima
na mojim je usnama
zalutala želja
ne gledam te
ne ljubiš me
ujutru te nema
ujutru me nema
i nikada neće biti
Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 10:17 AM UTC
Amani, Shalom, Salaam, peace
Humanities' goal is to release original sin
Meat grinder ball spins and we still fightin'
Warrin', not-rightin', iron sighting
birds in flight'n
Amani ani nawae 94b, for helping me
Made it clear with a shot glass of Halidol and pretty pills
It spills out this morning, doing laps to pass time
Apparently being Muslim is a crime
Do some **** and do a dime flat
Put you on your back with a gat goin' ack ack
Once again you got the short stack, short straw
Psych ward thaw, I want peace with them all
But they want to hurt me for praying to loud
Just another in the crowd, I need help too
I served this country just like you
Borders and flags are the symbols of fools
This species can come together given the right tools
Jul 6, 2019
Jul 6, 2019 at 2:16 AM UTC