๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐ฐ๐ ๐จ ๐พ๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐จ๐๐
Life is a work of art.. Often handed to us in a blank page.. It begins to be colorful.. When we choose the colors to paint with..โฆ
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Field of many flowers
The morning sun cast it ray across the field Swept by the cool breeze that travels at dawn They dance to the song of the wind And sing in rhymes as they wave their pony hair Theโฆ
๐พ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐-๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐?
This was indeed a thought provoking question.. It's important to invest in community.. A great circle.. Have atleast a buddy you can leanโฆ
Gratitude
At the height of my strength Were weaknesses that left we vulnerable A mighty tree chopped down to nothing Like a weathered leaf I lied helpless When all hope was loss and myโฆ
The Last Leaf: A Poem written in Tanka style
Unlike the Haiku style of poem writing which is a three-line poem, the Tanka captures a five-line poem. A bit longer than the Haiku. I'm not a poet, but I've been writing more ofโฆ
๐น๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐ ๐ป๐ ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ๐๐๐๐๐
Let it all out.. Don't be so hard on yourself.. If all you ever did this year was to survive.. Then take your flowersโฆ
A simple poem for Christmas
In a world where sin ruled A dominion ceased from the fall of men Was a child sent to set men free And live among men for eternity At night was the shepherd flock Visited byโฆ
Between My Arms.
Before the morning calls the street awake, I gather you against my chest, Your breath a gentle drum, teaching me patience. From the first cry that split the night, I learnedโฆ
Africa in a glance
This is a poem for the Africa of old I can tell you of a place Lovely as a pretty face A land full of greener fields Virile men in melanin skin Mountains high and valleys lowโฆ
Choice: God's Gift
Lured by the waves of lust The deceits that seem true before our eyes But deep within are snares with gnashing teeth Waiting, longing, and eager to rip the flesh of its victimโฆ
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