“I removed my soul and set it aside to be read on a Sunday unlike today. Today my lonely is heavier than the earth and the weight of it has been killing me slowly. Time is birthing more time and I don't know what I want to do with the excess I already have. -Sunday Poem” PoetryLonelinessLove PoetrySunday Poems Book:Bad Poetry and This Loving Source: Bad Poetry and This Loving
“It is hard to remember the day it is today For days that don’t shine Sun-Day is hard to forget in my memory For days that sunflowers” LovePoetryPoemSundayGoitsemang MvulaSunday Poems Author:Goitsemang Mvula