Red as sunset; Soft as snow; Flashing like stars; Bright as the sun; Tumbling past a forest of leaves; But without leaving a trace.   As it hits the aromatic dark soil; That cushion it against hard landing; We get a reminder about Africa; About the selfless generosity of the afro-soul; Beauty personified.   Fallen … Continue reading


Once a fortress where we sought refuge; Now the crumbles just came m down the hill; At least the speed of the free fall resembles a giant that it was once was; Pity the trees and slopes pay the ultimate price; As it reaches the foot, a loud bang; And its over; Just crumbles left.