Her Logic · Poetry

Revelations of Time

"It snowed today", she typed.I paused and smiled for a second as I imagined a sight unaccustomed to my African eyes.All I had known my whole life was the yellow sun at its zenith; And yetAlthough we layed in different beds,In different rooms,On opposite sides of the globe,The same sun shun on each of us,Just… Continue reading Revelations of Time

His World

Before they die

Give them flowers when they can still smell them, not when their bodies are buried in caskets, six feet deep then later on claim that your love for them was deep... Tell them you love them while they can still hear it, not when they're unresponsive and covered with sheets on hospital beds, or covered… Continue reading Before they die