Kassim Mohammed Ahmed

Watching the dying year

on its sick bed,
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At the other part of the wide sea,

Men begin to freeze.
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My love is at the other end of Earth
Graving to behold me between her breast
Breasts large, round and hard
I miss her, and its sad
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The subtlety to decipher

from ordinary, the element
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Night might have been here too soon

and all heads, rested on varied beds, smart or loon
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As everynight
dark gradually
and singing a lullaby
puts all light to sleep,
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These skies that look down at me, am glad

cheerful, cheerful and giggling like a lad
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Tell them learned sisters

who've so stereotyped
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Home sweet home

like a king upon a throne
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Our knowledge 'bout love is thwarted

all the judgement are darted
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am drowned in thought

so hardly
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journey through these moons

counting nine in full
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My ways ‘bout beauty was lacking

up until she is here, a blinding fairness
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Love's path, threading, I dread
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The oldman's lamps in the air
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When shall i behold u, my love?

We shall mimic the feeding of doves
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Allaho Akbar
by Kassim Mohammed Ahmed on Monday, February 28,2011 at 7: 44pm ·
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