poems
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Let’s Make Music
I wanna make music tonight I wanna sing for you Don’t ask me to metaphor into bunny rabbits cause I ain’t up here to do tricks for you I am up here to sing for you I am here to make music to make melody you ask me why I don’t show my face why… Continue reading
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“What’s Your Poetry?”
Like angels are playing on the strings of my vocal cords. Words that cannot remain unmoved or concealed however introverted I am. What’s YOUR poetry? Continue reading
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Revolutionary Youth
I notice that young people like to engage into conscious conversation nowadays…. a mind heavy with questions a….. bed of regret too slippery to hold onto any longer we linger on the brink of activism and righteous revolution but….. like wild bulls in a net we are caught ironically by the same thirst for… Continue reading
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Humility
Humility is loving that which is poor it is bringing oneself down becoming a servant to an innermost consciousness to appreciate that which is forgotten and insignificant to relapse back into a state of childhood where even something as great as a piece of broken glass seems innocent where it is not glass it is… Continue reading
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The Relationship – My Love Affair with Poetry
Smitten. You know the feeling that refreshing taste of newness the aching agony that occurs merely from having to wait until you can see him again the love sick hurricane in your stomach just to hear him say your name the sweat that hides itself beneath your fingertips when he’s around the sudden sense of… Continue reading
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Something 2 do
“There is always something to do. There are hungry people to feed, naked people to clothe, sick people to comfort and make well. And while I don’t expect you to save the world I do think it’s not asking too much for you to love those with whom you sleep, share the happiness of those… Continue reading
