I Am Being Haunted By Cake

Bilal Saloo

I am being haunted by cake.

In the morning when I wake,
I can taste it on the tip of my tongue

I’m woken to the smell of coffee and toffee cakes,
of lemon drizzle, chocolate puddings, red-velvet, ice-cream, battenberg…

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Three In The Morning

by Bilal Saloo

I like it when it gets dark

at three in the morning,

when the silence of blackness

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Your Voice is A Dream

Bilal Saloo

Your voice is a dream to me
One I can barely comprehend
as it slips from my grasp
as I witness your end

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