Talking to myself through poetry
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Life is beyond what we think;
Have you been disappointed
Used and dumped, like filthy rags?
I have a message for you….
Things happens for a reason
And pains are for the season
There are fishes in the sea
Just cast the net, to harvest.
Tomorrow will still come
One way or another, get up
Cry not over the spilled milk
One door closes, another opens
Things happens for a reason
And pains are for the season
I know it hurts, so bad, but
Let it fade in yesterday.
So high and loud were the screams At the point of confusion Many would wish the tension Was another scary dream. None cared about documents…
I followed flying butterflies as I craved But they landed me deep into a grave I bled right on the floor not just the pain…
Used to think a lot More of lust, no fault A big bum, big breast Pretty face, white teeth… Yet, one met no one Wired…
A special thank you to all philanthropists From east to west and north to south; Up the sky; freely the littlest of birds fly In…
Powerful 👊🏻
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Thank you
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When I am down, I look up at the sun, because I know I wouldn’t be there forever as long as the sunsets and rises… Hence I let’s such worries be lost in yesterday.
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Beautifully said and in itself an amazing way to look at things take care friend.
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Yeah
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