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Yikum Shiferaw Poem
She is my tranquil breeze
a heavenly place to ease.
she makes me warm and cozy
my indulgence song of poesy.
in the cold freeze
she's the warm fresh air I breathe.
she is my sweet home, where I savor solitude
in serene, she takes me above altitude.
any time I am away, I long to go home,
rushing to here allure, to her heart of chrome.
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Yikum Shiferaw Poem
To the vampires and werewolves,
And all the bloodthirsty ghosts,
Who are lurking at nights,
Stay as far away from me as possible
Before I stab your hearts
If you ever come closer
In distance of few feet
It would be your last mistake,
and the last breath you take,
Before I put you down with my fist,
For I'm not an ordinary man to defeat
I cannot take the horrors and
The shadows at moonlight
For you are hiding at daylight
Yet, come out at midnight for a fight,
To keep me awake, from my dream delight
Listen up all the goons
who're masterminding,
the end of my means,
I do not bring a knife,
To a gun fight for defense
For I have something much better
Which can slit your throats;
I got a righteous mind that can think
A mind, cable of remorse or even a kill,
So when you come breaking in to steal,
I will shoot you down before you blink
And stab you in your heart, with a drop of an ink
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Yikum Shiferaw Poem
What lies beyond your eyes is an
Abundantly amplified sadness that is
Nibbling of off the darkness that
Destroyed your dreams and
Erased your trust on normalcy to
Regret and walk aimlessly in life.
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Yikum Shiferaw Poem
With those poor, poor eyes
one seeks beauty
from the outside
when within the heart is
where beauty resides
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