our decisions were fair

We planned to meet after last shift
And I have an extremely precious gift
That I wanted to tie on your curly hair

When I was watching you as my ambition
Forgetting and Leaving all my reputation
It's because for you, I always care

When you gifted me a black coat
And I was taking our marriage's oath
I never wanted you to share

I brought you closer and lifted a kiss
To say that how much I do miss
I felt I'm breathing in a magical air

After years, we are sitting on our favorite chair
Remembering that our decisions were fair

Here's an another gammo sonnet I tried to write..and it's really interesting
Check it here if you too wanna learn something new
https://medium.com/born-in-africa-gammo-style-of-english-poetry/born-in-africa-gammo-style-of-english-poetry-writing-5d729201155c

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Depressed

Scared from everything Hiding behind air Running from everyone Lying like corpse Unconscious about every touch Can't feel any harm At the phase of this life I'm on devil's arms Ignored and swallowed eyes Tired from the world Teary and weak Exhausted and lost Waiting for demons Or poison, to be killed Having empty wish list Away from the love Away from myself Hating my own existence Screaming silently And waking up again from sleepless nights

but, until when?

Crying for hours Wiping the tears Alone in crowded room But, until when? Keeping mouth shut Tired of all rush Yelling for love But, until when? My tears can't heal The pain in my heart And the buried head But, until when? I need to stop But I want to run Loving just a blade or gun But, until when? Scared by separation Moaning your name And mourning on my died body But, Until when?

poem defines me

Poem is something That expresses us That gives us relief And describes us When our heart die It keeps us alive When there is no one It makes us a little fine The poem is a feeling And may be little imaging Science, fiction and dark Or may be it's an art Poem is undefined sometimes And have different meanings For me, it's my best friend And the words, which can define me It changes it's values And shows us what it can be It's hard to define a poem But it defines me

Pleasant Darkness (The Hidden Peace)

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