Taifas Literary Magazine no. 3, September, 2020
Taifas Literary Magazine no. 3, September, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198 Founded in Constanţa, June 2020 The magazine appears in Romania editorial office Founding President Lenuș Lungu Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru Technical Editor Ioan Muntean Covers Ioan Muntean Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç
Taifas Literary Magazine no. 3, September, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198
Founded in Constanţa, June 2020
The magazine appears in Romania
editorial office
Founding President Lenuș Lungu
Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean
Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru
Technical Editor Ioan Muntean
Covers Ioan Muntean
Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc
Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso
Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka
Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari
Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç
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Taifas Literary Magazine no. 3, 2020, September
Where is your full glory that everyone admires
and long to attain.
Every night I weep sore my eyes are filled like
the cloud ready to drop out sorrow and pain.
Every of my lover that lure me to mischief and
stupid heard my pain none came to comfort
me
Every of my friend that said before my back
touch the ground there are already in the
ground, have betrayed me and turn to wild
animals to hunt me
Wandering away into
the wilderness
because of great
servitude committed;
Flying away into
captivity of misery,
Being rejected by
nature because of shameful sacrilege done to
humans by me, my past haunts me each single
day, leaving me with no rest.
Receiving defeat each day because the day
works against me now.
because my evil has filled the cloud and is
raining heavily upon me, without a cover over
my head.
My glory have departed from me,
No strength to chase like my mate is gone, I
only sit solitary watching the day set in motion
and coming to rest without attaining nothing.
I will remember the days when my evil deed
cut up with me, making me aware life is just
like the morning dew it shows and disappears.
I will remember the
day my lover
abandoned due to
great evil committed
upon me
I will remember when
my enemy became
friend and friend
became enemy.
Lord restore me and heal me from these
desolate desert, let a burning fire be sent into
my bones to strength me
My soul mourn heavily each single day,
Because no help cometh for me, being afflicted
and in bitterness.
My real enemies gear up themselves ready to
take me down to rest, their substance
multiplies greatly why I walk on barefoot,
ISSN 2458-0198 - ISSN-L 2458-0198
Awakening revival is here!!!
N.B. Sometimes in order to know some certain truth of
life, life will allow you to go Into the fire to burn very
well so that something can die from you, like fake love,
friends, brother, and bring out real you and right people
to you.
N.B. always remember these you are a gold don't allow
people word limit you to wood.
TAIFAS LITERARY MAGAZINE
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