Poems from Chisanga franklin
And was it i that cast a spell upon your eyes?
Was it i that made you fall before the night stall?
Was it i that made love look so wicked...
Deep In the eyes of the beholder beauty hinges underneath its shoulder
No heights nor faints,
Mere bodies covered by slick colors,
But...
The world can be creepy at times,
There is surely a reason why all things are made in their specific ways.
People are different not just by...
Once upon a shrill night.
A face for me to love dwells there,
I'm franklin falling for a face in flare,
Out burst in flames of fire,...
In a time like this,
You will remember all i had,
Face to face we meet,
greet each other and seldom talk much,
Maybe i'm not perfect for...