Ruckus

Shouting your name does the trick
Echoing when the heart is empty
I lamented all the signs
Really ruining my fate.

Dropped repugnantly colonial
It spreads and hates changes.

Some remnants of nobility
Sort of pinnacle
All corrupted spelling in my prayer
Alhamdulillah.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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