Allan M. Kiptoo


By Allan M. Kiptoo

Wed 01 Apr, 2020 18:50:56 EAT
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Everything crumbles once time dries it up,
Music fades and songs stop playing,
Gardens wither and bees stop singing,
The songs of nature grow quiet
And the air falls
Into serenity, a graveyard slumber.

No wind or flow
Of water and melted snow,
No paint sticks on Picasso's masterpiece,
Art and life all blended -
And poured down the drain.

'No one stays long enough till Christmas'
No one stays long enough within these walls.
Everyone leaves,
Everyone finally goes and perhaps
It's to a better place.

And this is the way
To forever be alone, with others by your side,
Every person a guest and everything a lend

By Allan M. Kiptoo
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  • Nekoye
    Beautiful piece ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ™Œ The phrase really wraps it all
    210 wk ago
  • Allan M
    Thank you so much for it
    210 wk ago
  • Cynthy
    Wow... Amazing... Had me from the first line to the last ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ’ฏ
    209 wk ago
  • Allan M
    Thanks Charlotte
    209 wk ago

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