Loshe Masunda Poems
- 1. A Creepy Sinister
Hunting for a red,
Longing for a sweet crimson,
The moon strolls across the sky,
As the red night lens past the earth,
... - 2. After L Die
When the ink spitting words
Ceases to vomit,
When the mind potraying poetry
No longer flourishes,
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