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Let it all out.. Don't be so hard on yourself.. If all you ever did this year was to survive.. Then take your flowersβ¦
Let it all out.. Don't be so hard on yourself.. If all you ever did this year was to survive.. Then take your flowersβ¦
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 ofβ¦
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 byβ¦
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 lowβ¦
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 victimβ¦
I'm made of pain, the broken pieces of me Precept by precept my torn flesh packed up Each scar an image of pain and brokenness But in them was my strength built I am no longerβ¦
Little did I know time travels Leaving behind the burden I once hope it'd heal And the things I hesitated to embrace There I sat, tick by tick watching it fade away Wishesβ¦
In the library of prehistoric documentaries Are books bath in dust and web fibers Yet keeper of stories long forgotten And bricks of current reoccurring events The smell ofβ¦
In a court of justice, my tongue has been glue for long I've being rendered silent My hands chained and feets held in captive In silent I've suffered unjustly Like mushroom Iβ¦
Two roads appeared in the woods The paths divide, less understood by many One was wide , and the other well-trod and bright The edges bore the feets of many The other obscuredβ¦
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