Poems from Fahiru
What if I'm obnoxious?
What if I screw up?
I take too long
My rhythm's wrong
And I'll never crack you up.
What if they're pretending?
What...
When I was young
A read a story
In which books were plucked from trees.
They held fantasy tales
Of mice and men
And clockwork windup keys...
It's about that time of night
When we're all left to sleep
When I try not to close my eyes
When I'm trying not to dream.
It's around too...
It takes time
To grow.
When I was little
All the world was above me
And the other children
Still stuck at my level
Wanted nothing but to...
The smoke, it rose, above the rim
Hardly a man drew near
But it should choke and smother him
And call forth a mortal fear
No cloud of...