Poetry

Star-Bells

You must be my lucky stardust,
I just think of you

And I start to glow lucky
And I need your star bright

You are the first star I see tonight
Your starlight smile,

Your Christian ash on your face,
My pure Muslim face, we can make the

American poet. Alma mater is Queens College. Author of “The White Colossus.” https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B096TTDPGL/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_hsch_vap

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