FIKIRA ZANGU

Intense thoughts, like active beings, come and go. Haunt us then flee, leaving ajar the door

Beauty?

She was as preety as a pearlHad the face of an angelHad the cat’s grace in her walkAnd elegance in…

Unabated

After the immersionSuffocationI’ve finally broken throughUnabatedA breath of fresh air, it isPeace of Self, Peace of I © Bonyo Buogha…

Scars

When you lose something strongSomething you held dearThe Scar cuts deepSometimes more than you can bear © Bonyo Buogha 2009