Twenty Seven on 27th

I wasn’t unhappy because I was getting old. I was unhappy because the life that I had envisioned for myself by the time I hit 27 was nowhere close to the one that I was currently living in.

Part 3- Body and Soul

Body and Soul - Part 3 of the poem series 🔆

Part 2: Body and Soul

I am departing from my body Please help, somebody! No one to hear my grievances I am totally overwhelmed with disturbances God wants to send me to some another world Which lacks precious stones and gold. "Why are you taking me away, ugly face?" For years, I lived fighting cases To pile up my pyramidical…

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Part 1: Body and Soul

You are departing from my body Please help, Somebody! I can't bear this departure Just stop this torture. I want to stay with you some more time And make you repent for the committed crime "Hey, you! Bring him back to me Why do you want to snatch him from me and flee?" The loud,…