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Showing posts with label POEM. Show all posts
Showing posts with label POEM. Show all posts

Thursday, 31 January 2019

The Love Of Christ.
January 31, 20190 Comments

How do we start from here 
Saving all the lost we've found 
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Youthful and Uncertain.
January 31, 20190 Comments

When we were young, 
We were tired of playing cards 
Stifling our time and running errands.
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Thursday, 3 January 2019

THE SACRAMENT OF POETRY!
January 03, 20190 Comments

I write, I soar 
Standardizing the erections of my inspirations
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 BLOOD ROSE!
January 03, 20190 Comments

It all started as a joke, 
An expensive lie, that lost the First mark
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 A Virgin's Wish!
January 03, 20190 Comments

A life arranged in a prismatic way, 
The tranquil ethos of the innocence era
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SHOWERS OF LOVE!
January 03, 20191 Comments

Let me be the muse of your paintings, 
Paint my portrait 
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 A VINTAGE STORY!.
January 03, 20190 Comments
As the Spider spurned Its web, 
The moon poured out Its mysteries;
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Monday, 24 December 2018

 STAR FALLS
December 24, 20180 Comments

I could hear the scary swirls of her enchanting wind. 
A world of dark moons and cursed kingdoms,
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Tuesday, 10 July 2018

Matt The Egomaniac.......
July 10, 20180 Comments

He acted like everything in the world must go through him, Calling every strong woman that refused to be his door man Uncontrollable,.....
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Wednesday, 4 July 2018

Fake Roxanna.....
July 04, 20180 Comments

She leads her pack, and is obssesed about feeling Important. 
Asserting her opinions and authority on others....
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Wednesday, 27 June 2018

The Pecking Order!..
June 27, 20180 Comments

God came through for me with a consolatory victory-  I'm very grateful. 
When I was on default; Switched off by handcuffs......
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Tuesday, 19 June 2018

Framed Odysseys.....
June 19, 20180 Comments












Pray me, for a very last chance Jesus I beg,
For the last sight of your image.
As the hawks circle in for their meaty morsels,
Flaunting their shamelessness, spraying their tea. 
Storms had risen with rage like international conflicts,
And even Ruth never mourned long before finding love..... 
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Thursday, 24 May 2018

SCROLLS OF ATLANTICA.
HER KING.
May 24, 20180 Comments
Treat her like royalty
Like a son, whom you'll never disown,
The ugly past and grudges you withhold,
Egotism and tantrums you must forgo.

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TIN GODS.
May 24, 20180 Comments
Your hawk took her ducks
Left her weak, barren and confused
She tried to break away from the shackles.

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