Africa Poetry

Tale Of A Moonless Night

there’s no moon tonight,just littering galaxies,there’s pitch darknesson the path leading homeshadows grip the passerbywe are told night is no friend this night of unusual aura,thoroughly cold and dreamy,of hills surrounded by mists,and a village amidst a relic,dreams are not far awaythe night sounds are lullaby flickering lights come aliveunnatural solar lamps glintgreen forest and […]

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