Amir Harbo

WHEN OTHERS...  -Amir Muhammad Harbo When others are reading  She is chatting. When others are revising  she is trying to learn. When others are writing  She is mopping. When others have finished  She is starting.  When result is out  Everybody is rejoicing. When she saw her own  She is crying.  She's now too late.  Beware! Wh…

ZEPHYR: It is harmatan The west wind                   Picked me up                   Wrapped me delicately Shielded me From jaded weapons                   Of cruelty and reality                   Where I can crawl again Under cherry blossoms And tremble in delight. ©Amir Muhammad Harbo ameerharbo@gmail.com

An Unknown Letter I am thinking of the received letter. I don’t know, it is a death letter. Meaning, Death by invitation. I can recalled a handsomely wreathed and ornamented Black and red-letter came yesterday I had put it on the broken Nigerian table And forgot about it. It was a night then, I attempt to eat. Yet, I …