Poems from Stigo
Like burning lance from a distance.
Like the flares, as the sun flames.
Just like what do shines in darkness
then we see the...
Beauty as an eye ball, her curves like
I craved.
Her red lips, pretty-cheek-dimples,
trimmed eyebrows like wow!
and walkings...
It was timely windy cold, when the
icy land took recent snow.
I couldn't feel any warm in my glassy
inn as wished to smell her...
Tables of spirits, libations from kings
and queens
as the rain wets their dusty graves,
the ancestors are drunk from their
loaded...
We live like us then we forget visions
and dreams.
We've wished for things we needn't,
then we cry, we smile.
If we should know...