By Abdul Shaban
[abdoolmtyro@gmail.com]
Floating at the river
Thousand poems of a believer
Cigarettes burns the liver
Held by demons none to deliver
Here comes my lover
Who blows up my cover
White, red flowers of clover
They are my favourite flowers
Lie them on the grave
Pour your tears of grief
Tell my love I was brave
“Yes whisper to my grave”
I did not finish my race
Too young to lose my face
Ooh please grant me this grace
Visit me forever in here my place
Take my poems to archives
Let them change millions lives
Let them be your daily chives
Do it to remember my lasting vibes
Don’t come to my funeral
Let it be for the world in general
That I wasn’t your all in all
Put my picture at the cathedral
Don’t take my picture and post
I’m still young to be lost
I’m still young to die young
But if I die young…keep this love
Still young
💯
Thank you ☺️