Reminiscence Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA

Reminiscence



Reminiscence —

At this moment of low and sweet raining you strike me
Being oppressed by cloud storm is blowing restlessly

My time passes at corridor tracing memory
Playing flute i go on singing spontaneously

Sitting side by side at a restaurant
Keeping hand on hand I am your passionate

Could you feel far are you from me?

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