You like a beautiful flower growing in the middle of a desert, True African beauty with that African accent. Your skin so smooth like your ancestors are of asian descent.
Look at her when she smiles, I stare at her the whole time, She makes my heart race for a thousand miles. Definitely she is a perfect dime.
You making my eyes jump out of the sockets, Take my hand we go on this conquest, I think I am in love to be honest,
“May I take you out on a date tonight?”This is my only humble request.
I crossed stages,
I Flipped pages,
Inspired all ages,
Spoke the finest languages
But I felt lost.
I lived in dreams,
Enjoyed it’s thrills ,
I had the perfect teams,
With the speed that kills ,
But I felt empty.
My soul was lost,
My body drained and empty,
I felt lost like a Ghost
Which was Creeping through reality…
#PoetsPath
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In my loneliness I write,
In this creeping darkness there are too many demons to fight,
In my comfort zone I lose sight,
I know nothing of what’s wrong and right.
In my loneliness I cry,
In view of so many obstacles I am afraid to try,
In this emptiness I sit and ask myself why,
To what beauty is life if one day we will all die?
In my loneliness I am lost in thought,
In dreams filled with battles I never fought,
In this life, time can never be bought,
So live all the moments because it’s all you have got.
In my loneliness I pray,
In his name only I pour my heart out all I have to say,
In this world only him casts all this evil away,
He brings me back when I go astray.
#PoetsPath
Long legs,dark hair…
Golden eyes,fair brown skin …
Curves on the hips as she is poised..
The natural slenderness beauty of her body,
Perfect smooth nails,attached to those scarless fingers,
That beautiful face and white teeth when she smiles,
When she talks she has that amazing voice of a singer,
Calmness in her voice brightens the worst moods,
And so apologetic even when she is misunderstood,
She is a known fighter,
With the spirit of a winner,
She brings peace in a home,
Always has open arms no matter where you from,
She mends a broken heart,
Puts the pieces together and kiss them with love,
She is every mans dream,
Undefinable beauty,this creation is truly from the Lord himself up above,
Everything about her is as good as it seems,
She is an inspiration many,
Where a mans true happiness dwells,
She brings the family together to Merry,
I am definitely stuck in her loving spell,
This love is uncommon
She has such a beautiful heart,most of all she is an AMAZING WOMAN.
#PoetsPath
We write in silence,
We see the light out of darkness,
We always find words that fit everything we express,
We are a different people,different minds but same thoughts.
We are critical thinkers,
The truth seekers, great believers and most importantly we are
Jesus’ followers.
Every moment that we write brings out pictures in our silent conversations with ourselves,
We make people have a glimpse of our minds,
How great this God given art is fully tide.
They see every moment not even time can stop them as it unwinds.
Someone somewhere once they read,we put a smile on their frowning faces,
We give them hope that someone cares even in the worst cases..
We are family that has never met,
But through these words I know you,
We share our regrets,
and at end of it all we say we love each other and stay true,
We learn,make mistakes,erase,rewrite ,paraphrase until we come out with what is the best.
Every poem that we write is a test,
Of what we already know with anything new we learnt,
We are students of ink on a paper,
We are writers in the rite of passage,
We are teachers of the modern old languages
To us “impossibility is a Myth”
We are called BITTERSWEET POETRY…
In deep sleep I conquer the world,
Nothing is impossible there,
In deep sleep I make a beautiful sound,
Everything plays out fair,
In deep sleep I am loved by all,
Even my enemies I call them brother,
In deep sleep I stand before I can crawl,
Well that can be real if you believe a little more,
In deep sleep I speak in many languages
And I write so much with accurate punctuation,
In deep sleep I stay awake to paint lovely images,
But I remember nothing at the end of every session,
In deep sleep I always think it’s real
All those loving hugs and kisses,
In deep sleep this broken heart can heal,
From rejection and unfulfilled wishes,
In deep sleep I see people with so much faith,
They all endure every pain,
In deep sleep I am a child at birth,
I learn new ways to which I always refrain,
In deep sleep I am so confident,
So perfect is everything as it seems,
In deep sleep I see this world is more free and independent,
when I wake up all this is nothing but,BROKEN DREAMS.
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