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Will We Hear Tomorrow (A Poem) by Muhibb Aslu

Those who hear not The sermon from graves Should eavesdrop on Jawara’s I hear a giggle-like roar Unheard by salivating cats Seated before a heavy lizard Those who see not the womb Of the ever heavy crystal ball Should flip through Yesterday They would hear songs That make vegetables dance There are tales in the…

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LONELY WALKS

Different dawns come upon us and the sun we see today, though the same that appears tomorrow is different in many ways – maybe in intensity, or just in the manner it sends its rays upon us. It is the same thing with affections, emotions and a whole lot more. Today, well, yesterday was a…

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Maybe, a tale for Someday

Maybe someday I will write that poem, of lives that mattered and lies that counted. Maybe, I will sing a song to show the beauty of the wrong that brought about this long tale that I call life. Maybe, then, it would not seem important enough, with time’s chime lost to the exigencies of what…