Poems from ngopes

Unknown City maze That rainy morning, the roads were slow, with dusty buses, slapped with marks of loose dirt and trace of vomits on its...
The only reason I live my life is to live And I am not sure if it’s worth living. I live my life in the burst of little happiness That...
At dawn, I locked the door from outside and put the keys in the side pocket of my white shirt and headed north of my house on narrow trails...
That evening, He reads the  list of names out for me from the sheet of paper in the living room as I write the names of the invitees on...
Late afternoon, I ran towards the standing jeep going to my village holding a dripping umbrella over my wet hair. The rusty hinges of the...

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