This will be a trilogy, I dont mean to make these always riddles, but I will most likely explain these poems via the blog when all are posted. However, feel free take a guess until then!
The day she was stolen The skies turned black Locust ate at our very souls In the name of God I shout why? The flowers of Hendon Surround a black tombstone How fitting That as I see the blackness of that day in stone The flowers around joyously sing to me Bismillah Our Sweetheart Sings
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