The Fight I pray I retain the fight, I know despair, I know emptiness, I want the fight! I have sighed away too many dares, I have ran from many duels, I want the fight!
By David Ziherambere7 years ago in Poets
Won’t you release me, you won, won’t magnanimity rule your heart as calamity dwells in mine? Won’t you allow me to grieve and mourn, a time when you knew me, remembered me?
Joy Every night a memory, every moment a knock, every sound a revelation Every light overjoys, overwhelms, sorrows dissolve and tumble
My pain builds me, I know my pain, I recognize my pain My pain focuses me, my pain clarifies for me, my pain reminds me, I endure my pain
Show your support and receive all my stories in your feed.