High but not so strong was the morning sun
A later rise and earlier set, has all of nature adjusting their clocks
Dew glistens on the knife like blades of grass
Birds chirp to the beat of the concrete jungle, oblivious to the depravity of space
A sigh of relief breathed from the overture of … Continue reading the story "Autumn"Post Archives from the ‘Aboo Hansa’ Category
Autumn
High but not so strong was the morning sun
A later rise and earlier set, has all of nature adjusting their clocks
Dew glistens on the knife like blades of grass
Birds chirp to the beat of the concrete jungle, oblivious to the depravity of space
A sigh of relief breathed from the overture of … Continue reading the story "Autumn"Aboo Hansa – Writer
A kind kindred spirit who is often caught dreaming. Often submerged in
my own world, which reveals the poet within. I seek joy from simple
things in life which inspire me to write about past journeys, beauty of
life and remembering the fallen. My poetry is simplistic and
uncomplicated which is sometimes a refreshing change from
over-descriptive poetry weighed down … Continue reading the story "Aboo Hansa – Writer"Welcome to the World
Stop, listen, can you hear the hustle and bustle
The cities and streets are alive
Colours pave the way for an international affair
Stop, listen, can you hear the vuvuzela’s
A touch of African pizzazz to gain momentum
Stop , listen, can you hear the clock ticking
The time has come
Stop, see, can you see the colours
Colours of a rainbow nation … Continue reading the story "Welcome to the World"