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Call It What You May

I have been made happy To a point where I now know the meaning of petty I have found joy in a biscuit Sweeter than you may imagine it Feel free Call it what you may But I choose not to give it a name I'm afraid it might just go away. This here speaks in all languages Like Ganier It takes care of all the blemishes Hence my skin remains so clear If you look at me You will see it through my eyes It shines brighter than my smile It comes from deep inside My heart has a friend My hand has a helper My soul has a home Call it what you may But know this I have never felt like this My smile is brighter than the sunshine Its pure bliss My presence is now felt Tears are left to drop in my absence And this may be a bit absurd But understand; I am new to this. Excuse me if I make no sense My heart is getting used to this pen and paper Words are on top of each other Two hearts have just met each other.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 1/19/2016 6:53:00 PM
wow, that's an awesome poem...skat
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Date: 11/20/2015 11:22:00 AM
inspiration is the destination of eternal gratification which can never be mistaken due to the relation that so many have forsaken but in reality it tastes better than bacon and that's a topic that needs no debating....Beautiful words Yolanda....;)
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Yolanda Nyembezi
Date: 11/27/2015 5:09:00 AM
Thank you so much Eric :) I had actually given up on writing because I felt nobody reads my poems anyways... Thank you

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