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By Abdul Shaban<\/strong><\/p>\n [abdoolmtyro@gmail.com]<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Even at my darkest I still bloom, A lilly from the valleys, I watch my shadow with delight, With happiness my face ignites, Staring at what’s behind the wall, A black rose that blooms on earth, Humming the melodies of the birds, Inhaling the tender grapes with good smell, Like a dove that art in cleft of rocks, For so long I hid behind the stairs, A black rose I still bloom, [Photo courtesy of Tinted Black Roses] By Abdul Shaban [abdoolmtyro@gmail.com] Even at my darkest I still bloom, At my lowest at my doom. A lilly from the valleys, A lone soul without allies. I watch my shadow with delight, Staring down from the height. With happiness my face ignites, Am not a bunch, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":4969,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[46],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4967","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/invo.nyarango.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4967","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/invo.nyarango.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/invo.nyarango.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/invo.nyarango.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/invo.nyarango.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4967"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/invo.nyarango.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4967\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/invo.nyarango.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4967"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/invo.nyarango.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4967"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/invo.nyarango.me\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4967"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nAt my lowest at my doom.<\/p>\n
\nA lone soul without allies.<\/p>\n
\nStaring down from the height.<\/p>\n
\nAm not a bunch, not a bonquette.<\/p>\n
\nCuz I’ve been there I’ve seen it all.<\/p>\n
\nIn a planet where am unheard.<\/p>\n
\nMaking my way to unknown lands.<\/p>\n
\nFor a soul that’s walked straight outta hell, yet sees the best in it all.<\/p>\n
\nLike a flightless bird whose wing just broke.<\/p>\n
\nBut now I rise with answered prayers.<\/p>\n
\nAt my lowest at my doom.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"