Poems from Moon Quaye
Half empty glass been scattered on the floor
Please don't make it last, someone may hurt to the core
I have stood strong and careful not to...
It's a season with beautiful days
The summer breeze that brushes my face.
It's a warm feeling that never ends
Even the ice in my heart...
I tried, but I'm getting tired.
Am I near to the end? Or I am near to end it and gone.
Days passed and it's getting hard.
The sun is...
I'm sad, but a smile I borrow—
Need to hide this feeling of sorrow.
Want to run but I'm trapped.
Can't move, my body's wrapped.
Then my...
A fresh grass rising from the ground
Swaying by the winds command
It doesn't know its purpose
Nor can't say when it will be used.
It's just...