Mee walked too far ahead,
That ayi couldn’t catch up.
Mee was the dreamer,
And ayi the sleeper.
Ayi had often tried,
To wake mee to live the life.
But mee was the dreamer,
So Ayi became a believer.
A Handfull of Earth
Poetry is my tool to vent and to relax. i dont write poems very frequently, but once i have, they become like a souvenir which have a lot of emotions and a stories attached tothem. so while i do realize, that not everybody will be able to view it in the same light, that isn't the goal either, i just want people to feel its real emotion and relate to it in their own ways.
A Handfull of Earth 
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