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The midnight call

Juma Anton July 2, 2018 Art and Poetry 0

Thought of our day one, It was one of a kind. For sure I had won, the beauty of them I found. That night was at its mid. This ill say in a jest, And please don't detest. This midnight call has no coincidence, no, NO...! But one thing you must know, I stay late to see the night, Waiting for

Ringing in Mind

Juma Anton March 28, 2018March 30, 2018 Art and Poetry 0

As I lie in my bed, Staring at the dark ceiling, in a flash, memories come. There she was in her bed, staring back at me. She enclosed me in her arms, Her warmth was ice-cold. She held me tighter And I pressed her body against mine harder. I could feel her heartbeat, Running through me. I could feel her breath around

Faded Glory

Juma Anton March 16, 2018March 17, 2018 Art and Poetry 0

I was still in primary school when I vowed that one day I would go to university. I was further motivated by tales from my elder brother, the only one in the entire village who had made it to the university then. He was revered and seen as a hero.