Poems from ngopes

The mind deserts the body it has used Don’t live like waiting for death silence in heaven The lantern light from deeper in the barn Shone...
Turning over, I see the rain falling in heavy drops, behind the houses that lay in the folds of the hill. I hear the first drop of rainfall...
What is it to be born than we might know that we are when you realize that you are alive       
I bite my dry lower lip, As I sit down with my back against the  cold wall, both hands clasp behind my head,  Looking through the stained...
The smell of grayish leather wafts inside calm and serene country song hits the radio station     

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