We dreamt of being held
inside the warmth of the womb of this home town of ours
We believed in the existence of a world greater
than our imagination but far lesser than our deceptions
As long days passed by the fields of thoughts ,connections and existence
we waited and waited
inside our homes
the answer to a calling
far greater than the myths told
nothing came,
nothing at all
that was the first break up taught
-Hayi
YOU ARE READING
Not to fall but to rise
PoetryThis book is a collection of poetry, prose and writings that I wrote during my teenage years that describe the transition from being a teenager to becoming a young adult. The poems contain a honest experience of living, growing in a judgmental socie...
