Love and Nature i
When poetry is tired of your melancholy
Night can be full of anything but these are common
Dave meets the old man again, and, maybe another person...
set us free all..
Friendship ropeNo one sees the rope'sStrength waning to its thinnestThey only see it cut© David Eniex
A haiku telling what keeps a man from seeing himself
Yellow blues IIthere is no place better thanhere in the whole of Ibadani don't have to do anythingi just have to sit and watch how thingskeep moving from oje and beereto more janes and beersstudying how the big boyswear their royce royssmoking out their pain well i guess we all need some cellophanesi think we … Continue reading Yellow blues II
Dave finally met John again...is it for good or bad?
Your eyesYour tiny eyes, yet obviousunder the beauty of your hijabare not like the stars at nightfor they will soon fade awayat the smile of the dawnnot even like the flames of firefor they will soon diewhen rain start to cryThey are like crystalsIn their apex,The most purest thing,I have ever seen© David Eniex D'eyes