“Felt the pain of Edgar Allen Poe. Annabel Lee loved when novelty, cherished when she was a mere greenhorn. Loved her so affectionately, like an Agape. Described her love with the halo moon, took her to the kingdom by the sea. Enshrined your love for her with the stars, the sun remained envious. Your love made angels green eyed, created a havoc in the heaven places. Annabel Lee you left him young And it killed him.” HeartPoetryPassionMusicLove PoetryAfrican WriterHannah CherubSoulful PoetrySongs Of Love Book:Hannah Cherub: Hannah cherub Source: Hannah Cherub: Hannah cherub
“I’m living according to the law of hand outs, I’m living under the law of charity, I’m living under the law of being used.” PainSadnessAfrican LiteratureAfrican ArtAfrican PoetryAfrican WriterDepth Of ColourDefinition Of ColourSpears Of AfricaDefinition Of My Pigment Author:Tapiwanaishe Pamacheche