Depth Of Love
It is not the measurement of years Nor the promises that fades with the wind But the sacrifice amidst pain and tears The smile that rest on ones lips in cold days It lives…
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ALMOST
The word almost, was one I heard quite often. Almost bought you lunch, almost bought you flowers, I almost would have called, almost would have given you all my hours, Almost…
Silence: The loudest voice
The streets are desolate, the city has lost its voice Thatches that once mount the hut now tramples the floor The chirping and howling of birds fade with time Only ruins lies…
Africa
On African soil, we danced and played Our skin smeared with mud from the earth Laughter filled the empty space A memory that runs in our veins In pain and strive, our ancestors…
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