Where we fall

As if on us there was a call
The path we took only heard us at all
Preparing joyfully lined up to foul
Singing uncontrollably we matched but fall

Only the groove steep side of a dreadful-like mountain
Promises us a true good fate, the fruitful pain
None isn't written, even beyond the brain
So we never made, the sea flows the deepest fountain

From: 
Osman cisse Hanif




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ABOUT THE POET ~
Hanif is a humble, gentle boy who always casts minds, ideas and natural elements into his brain. He just wants to explore to know how natural nature is., He had spoken early enough at an unexpected phase while he was still crawling but walked later in life., It has been reported that there wasn't any vivid transition of the time he learnt how to speak clear, his ability to speak as a child was heard clearly even at his first time as compared to other toddlers. His Clear speech before he toddled. This was no reason than that which reflected his attitude of loquaciousness. He has being having enough of this, and for this reason he always wish to express him self in written words than spoken words.


Last updated January 06, 2014