DUSTS OF GOLD

It had only been several days

But worth a thousand years suffering

 

Memories began to be shaky

Falling off like rotten apples

Suddenly, the impotence of potential

Energy was potent

 

Love bonds

And it breaks

 

Like dust

She blinded me

But now I see, clearly

 

Question;

Can the truth

Turn false


                Yussif Ahmed Ibn Yussif

                ahmed.yussiph@gmail.com

 

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