Poem

GONE FOR GOOD

…When the Squirrel finds solace in Oluwere; The race ends, and the hunter leaves with futility… For everywhere on Oluwere, Is home to Squirrel. (I) Green Light Have you no eyes to see? Your name Read more…

By Germane, ago
Poem

MON ELLE

MON ELLE Kisses from the Angel Quenches anger of the rebel Her touch heals the heart Her heels are an art She lives to me a breath That leaves me great wealth Of more than Read more…

By Germane, ago