‘Nostalgia,


Amazing poetry shared by a talented writer.

Jojo Al-waealy

What could have been

has not be seen,

for there are ages in between.

With scenery and misty skies

I walk down the valley of green.

Here I surrender my last breath,

over my shoulders I see

this beauty that I called my queen.

At the end, when life has been

foreseen, I dream of my own

willow below my Athene.

Not only the hollow

whittles with nostalgia

to as sorrow lingers over my scene.

Forever in my heart – I feel blood

streaming through my vein.

To be feign, with rain dancing

over my body, I feel the desire

to bloom for those who we lost in pain.

Follow me on my next channels and have a delight follow;

    Do you want to “Help a brother & Charity out?”

    I, Jojo Al-waealy, The creator of ‘JJ-Stache’ welcomes you to my blog! Do you want to help me…

    View original post 77 more words

    Category : poetry