Poems from ngopes

He Kept me on a call
Sunlight comes in through the slats, in the brown blinds over my window, casting strips of light over the white table cloth. Warm leaves...
It wasn’t too long ago…   the seventy feet horse-shoe shape steel, hangs from the cliff, Like a pier extend into the sea. Both ends...
It wasn’t too long ago… On the mountain cliff,the Horse shoe shape steel hangs 70 ft out,Like a pier extend into the sea.Both ends anchored...
Morning light pours in, from the chink in the roof, leaving lace like patterns on the veranda. I watch my grandma milk the cow, its smell...

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