Poem Called Poetry – Is This What is Called – Poem on Beauty

Poem Called Poetry – Poem on Beauty

Poem Called Poetry

Is this what is called harmattan
Is this the harsh climate of scorching heat called dryness
Is this the weather of Aridness and dustiness

A season when lips go dry and cracky
As it becomes tender in dryness
And skin go pale with whiteness

A time among the Africans
When throats thirst with thirstiness

A period imbedded in dusty winds and frenzy colds
When hazy atmosphere hangs in the air

As everyone and everything
Feel the arid nature of harmattan

Harmattan! quietly creeping on us
Harmattan!!gently taken us unaware
Harmattan!!! Calmly bringing fluctuating humidity

To the Africans climate

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