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Cmmon Blood

It was day of nine-eleven of no tension. 
Everyboby was busy in routine action.
Some terrorists attacked on twin towers.
It was worst action on democratic powers. 
They killed many innocent people at the place.
Victoms were of sixty lands of different race.
There wereJews, Muslims, Hindus and Christians.
Common blood was spread there of all nations.
Hearing it, there was horror in every land.
Every sensible person became very sad.
But some people celebrate that day.
"It was childish thinking" I would say.
Do not be happy on the death of your foe.
Some day, your dear one will also go.
The terrorists do not belong to any religion.
They become human bombs to kill any person.

Copyright © Gurmukh Ghuman

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Namagyan Beach

A beach captivating deprived eyes, Fascination, grandiose haven in July, Keeping lovely mountains nearby, Of Pacific, quixotic, refulgent sunset/sunrise. Tarry! Unwind! Vast waves eXtrudes Yuletide-like Zephyr.
Written: Aug. 16, 2012 This is a beautiful beach in Tamurong, Candon, I.S. It is located near my place or compound just a walking distance from my house. Its name was officially given by the people living in that area who are mostly relatives. The word "namagyan" means "relatives." Many visitors are going to this place and enjoy the nature, their moments and most especially the whole day of Sabado De Gloria (Black Saturday) and ecumenical services are held on this beautiful beach on the dawn/sunrise of Easter Sunday! It's a very fantastic place to visit! Come and see!

Copyright © Leonora Galinta

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no more madness he's coming back

In my hood bullets are flying innocent children are dying.
Mothers and fathers left crying.
Where did we go wrong, I find myself singing  this said song, over and over in my 
head, As I lay in bed. We teach are children to love one another, and right from 
wrong. But we still have all this madness going on.
Some say its because were in our last days.
But I say that's all the more reason why  we should give God his PRAISE .That 
when he returns on that great and glorious day 
You won't be left behind on this dangerous earth yes here to stay.
He said it himself Thou Shalt Not Kill.
But some think of nothing but themselves and do it at will.
You should not take what you have no power to give back
Just another example of letting Satan on your track.
Brush that hater off and bounce back.
Stop the killing and dealing in not only my hood all over the world we should.
Mothers shouldn't have to worry about there children playing in front yards
wondering if bullets will fly and where they will land cause they have not eyes.
It A sad, sad thought ,and thing to see just let me tell you why.
He was only 10, you see in a place all kids should be ,in the park swinging with 
me. Innocent shot five times from bullets that fly. I'm one of those mothers who
still cry. Often wondering Why. Why not me instead of him.? My outlook was very 
grim. But I've make it through ,and so did he for he is free. No more ducking or 
dodging bullets you see. When My FATHER returns he's going to be with him 
coming back for me..

Copyright © christal swearingen

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For Mommy's Little Man

   Baby boy mommy loves you very much, i can tell how you've grown with every 

  I watch you learn and grow everyday. The way i feel about you son , is very hard 
to say.

  Without you in my life, i would be crying, while deep inside feel like i'm slowly dying.

   You are my life, my moon, my stars, and my sun, this is for you to know i'm always 
here and i love you a ton!

Copyright © Brittany Wright

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Tic tac! Tic tac! Time flies
Encompassing fears and tribulations, she smiles
A second's like a gemstone before her eyes
Trying to please the World before the night cries
What a prodigious woman

Mother of my mother
Without prevaricating, the astonishing wonder
Among many, she dominates like thunder
Made a name that no man can put asunder
What a prodigious woman

Round thew globe and down to Enugu city
Protects her children with love and ferocity
Her achievements soaring the greatest mountain
And her exquisite body that makes men hunting
What a prodigious woman

So tremendous
Extraordinarily gorgeous
Precisely adventurous
Extremely dexterous
Really fabulous
Truly marvelous
Gallantly fantabulous
Finally prodigious
What a PRODIGIOUS woman

Dedicated to my grandmother, Mrs Egbuna.

By Kbillion

Copyright © Ken Nwadiogbu

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The Vent

im livin in a world, where all eyes on me.
trying to curve my own route.
but route 66 keeps finding its way to me.
ive been plenty sick, in all the events layed before me.
even when i reflect to my lowest points
i dont regret any of the choices
That I’ve deployed in my era
A lot of it by error, but hey
We live in hell conditions and there ain’t no air condition 
Or any guidelines when life throws you in the sidelines
But when hindsight twenty twenty hits
You’ll begin to understand life’s a bunch of equations and you in the mix of it
An you’ll have to think twice, before running into a situation and becoming the best of it
it’s what got me here, it’s what got us here
Ran with my thoughts blazing up to her place and
Guess what happened next
She opened up heaven’s gate
And just before late I slipped out
Simply put 
I’m a Grown ass man
Doin his thing, waitin to blow up like an old land mine
In doin what he drools over
But time after time 
Something decides to creep up and cover the light
Lost my way
Then I revoked to ever know, I ever thought that way
But in the in between time, that in the mean time 
Spent a lot of time
Gettin pissed off just to medicate and lift off
Don’t need Don Perion to sip off
Already had my way with the bottle
Even thought to get back with the trouble and rejoin the hustle
That’s just what happens to a man who really knows his old ways
Whos tired of making ends meet and ponders getting back to the streets.
Memory sets in and he remembers an O.G. saying
No matter how tall your pockets stand when you ball
Eventually times gonna make you fall
And I as I pull myself together 
I don’t wanna end up like the twin towers rubble
I mean no offence to nine eleven but at that time I probably could have used a reverend
But all that’s irrelevant now
because i live with a different perspective now

there you go you made it to the end :-) comment if you like, constructive criticism wanted as well.

Copyright © pat roswell

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weakness in his strength


Weakness in his strength
Born by hatred and raised by anger
He felt like his life was hangin on a hanger
Poor little one,
People loved his dad, but to him he was dead
His dad’s name, in his senses
Covered by memories
And surrounded by sadness
He said he had seen the worst
But he is not the first
He had failure as his big brother
Hatred kept near them as their mother
He thanked God for every breath
But could not find the weakness in his strength

The weakness in his strength
Poor little one, with his
Weakness in his strength

Lights looked bright to others but to him
They looked deem
Funeral for his mother…
Dead and gone was Mrs. Hatred
That’s the moment he forgot about hate and
Decided to move in with dad,
Living Mr. Anger alone which left him mad
Success, a beautiful lady his dad 
Started dating last weak
She was introduced to him
But still felt weak
Education, who she met at school and changed his life
Who she later made his wife
Had to hire a babysitter by the name of health
After having a baby who they named wealth.

The weakness in his strength
Weakness in his strength 
Started facing death.
                                                                                                           Written by,

Copyright © ino29 music

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unthinkable world


The unthinkable world
They say you rip what you saw
Does that explain why we are products of war?
They say history builds the future
Is that why we ignore our culture?
Years in school plus years searching for a job
Equals years of death
An equation you were not taught in math
Why do some people work hard.
And earn small?
Think that explains why some buildings fall.
Unthinkable world
Be strong young boys and girls
Be strong as you tell everyone 
That you are not just a star
Which only shines at night?
Tell’em u are bigger than the sky
And that u don’t rule u lead u are the master
Boys be ready to face the unthinkable world
Make sure that everybody takes your inspiring words
Girls be ready to face the unthinkable world
Don’t let young boys lie to u with fake
Diamonds and pearls
With the unthinkable world.

Copyright © ino29 music

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"Am proud of you baby!"
At my best moments
and lowest point
outstanding or just okey
mama always tell me am the best.
Often she reminds me the mountains
i have moved
the much i have achieved
how bright my star shines
how far am yet to travel....
"You are amazing my child!"
With immense joy and gratitude
i have come to realize
to mama i am never inadequate.
Each day she teach me  
being a mother is not just a role
or obligation.
It is a full time duty and dedication
a calling  
a resolution
a pledge of guardian,guidance  
An intimate function of care and solace
A lifetime commitment!
"Am here for you baby!"
My prayer to Allah
to grant me the same strength
to be as much to my unborn daughter Mia
as my Irish Godmother is to me.
         A Mother
         A friend
         A woman
         A role model
         An inspiration
         And human enough...!!!
"You are the blessing in my life!"
"I love you my daughter!"
I love you too much too Mum,so much, i don't know who i would be without you!!!


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A Mother's Intuition

As life is created from her womb
Bountiful preparation is needed
Charisma, duty, and love
Develop the best care offered
Ecstatic for recording memorabilia
For such experiences occur only once
Given the opportunity to successfully grow
Home redefines as “elsewhere besides the abode”
Ill from separation
Joy still remains in the love connection
Kept in touch through messages of endearment
Life becomes more heartwarming
Mothers nurture endless dreams

*Since Mother's day is nearby, this poem is for all of the caring and devoted mothers out there!:) 

Copyright © Michael Mitchell

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Land of the Free

"America the Beautiful"

Benefactor of our freedom

Continued strength re-born

Dedication and promise to protect

Equality and "The pursuit of happiness for all"...

Copyright © Sharon Ruebel

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Push Up

i could sit here. day in and day out
thinking of the most proper way
to let the ink in the pen spill out
but as of late im feeling prehistoric 
so much weight on my shoulders 
and i dont know where to go
resuscitate my soul
look back up and head to the goal

so much evil around. i feel like the devils workin double shifts just to bring me down.
on the road to redemption
you can take a seat up in the front section
just so you can feel the emotions
in this electric notion

i've done a lot of things that hide the halo
let it all collaborate when i medicate 
now look at me, mind workin like plato
formulate a new path to take so i can
maneuver through all the mistakes 
we all know we cant change what we've already made
but we can change the next thing we create
startin to sound like a serenity prayer
5 steps till im thirty
and the twenty four before i was never a player
found out when the lights came back on im strictly a lover
its the strongest drink for your soul, when its thirsty
so careful how much you intake or be left hungover
even worse be the one she ran over

i dont mean to come off like im too deep
but the obstacles made there way through just to scrape through
and leave me suffocating
just for me to re-invent a new way to breathe, re-decorating

is your life so complicated 
you rather wet up your pillows and revoke from the life you live
just think of your kids mourning 
theyll never see that pretty face in the morning any more
cheer your self up
you got a lot to live for
your a gem and im that friend
trynna appraise the value 
that you dont see inside of you

just another day for him
goin about
searchin wonderin what his purpose is
running in circles 
till he found a way through all the turbulence

Copyright © pat roswell

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A New Life

With birth is a new beginning, 
A destination to a new journey ahead 
From a child grown into maturity 
With youth to age 
From innocent to awareness 
And ignorance to just knowing, 
Perhaps to wisdom 
From the weakness to the strength 
Health to sickness 
We pray to good health again 
A path each of us follow 
With dreams of success in our lives 
To being happy with bliss and love our selfs 
And one another 
We could have a life filled with loves joy 
To treasure always forever 
A new life miracle is born into that 
First new life of natures blessings 
Never take anything for granted 
For this new life is a gift from the heavens 
To always cherish forever and each is unique 

By Brian otoole

Copyright © Brian Otoole

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To My Mentor: On his day

Come is this day
November the tenth of 
every year
When Kehinde 
remembers joinin the 
Of this world so full of 
things fearful and dear.

Going down memory lane
One remembers that he 
To those around who 
laughed at his eforts so 
And they welcomed him 
with hands tested and 

Now when he 
remembers dat day
He is always happy and 
Cos the sadness of 
yesteryears are gone
Exactly like the bullets 
from a gun.

As you celebrate your 
day this year
I wish you a day as 
white as snow
Which is as sweet as 
honey and soft as pear
And also free from 
stress and sorrow.

The years you have 
Will be full of joy and 
That tail you will not be 
but always the head
And finally you get 
every want in excess.

Granted are all these 
by God Almighty
Who is capable of 
things low and mighty!

Copyright © Adesina Idris Dolapo

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I feel young
But I am not young
I feel old
But Iam not old
I am on the way of living
Enjoying  the  life style
Its Rhythm,passion & technology
I prefer the new
Respect the old
But don”t belong to either
I want to become a new old style
A style of happiness , a blend of beauty
No boredom , no restrictions-
I care health living and laughing.
Be smart
Be tension free
Am I young?
                       Beena Sudheer(GHSS Veliyancode HSST-Political science)
                    Pin 679563

Copyright © Beena Sudheer

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Women- The Road Familiar

Refreshing feel of identifying with music in my life,

The mother’s voice still echoes sweet in all life’s strife’s.

She taught me to walk, run, dance and sing,

My mother still stands strong in love and vigor in my life.


Kindergarten, the start of knowledge in life,

Where Mini, Lakshmy, Susan, Shoba and Meera,

Still shines as star's in my day- to-day life,

Keeping those  memories and blooming together.


School days, are times that stays vivid in mind,

Friends that evoked passions  of love still impress,

Susan Bindu, Jaya, Brinda, and Manju remained firm,

Even when life made new meanings,connections endured.


College saw, mixed platter, though women who stayed in unit

More in day- to-day life in Bindu, Geeta, Asha, Raji and Vinith,

Patterns of Lost love, admiration's, hero worship,list stands long,

However, for me it was a distressing lullaby of hearts .


Life showed me, women stand strong above all

As I carry endless power of strength, mind and heart,

when I  finds myself and knows where I remain in life!

So I  stand tall and represent myself as women.


Love never lost its footprints along the line,

I am a woman in Love,being loved  and cherished

I knows deep in my heart  that i  am contend,

Hearts grew deep in love, known love  and in Love.


I knew it right from the start, a moms heart

Holding my finger tight, I cradle you in my arms

Your smile and showed all your charms.

Heavens showered me the "Mom', role in prologue.

Copyright © Sapna Anu B. George

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Grey Bird

On that cloudy weekend in June 
I hear a soft and graceful tune 
from the grey bird on the tree 
Singing sweet lullabies felt 
blessed in the moment 
My body tingles of joy at sight 
Gazing out through 
my open door,
Letting thoughts fly free
Releasing love out into the horizon 
Heart filled with emotion came 
over me 
Grey bird stood playing its tune 
for awhile and on the wings of 
letting go
Then as the rain fell from the 
sky the grey bird flew away 
I blew a kiss to the clouds and 
utterd these simple words of I 
Love You father ( who's now in 
heaven ) and yet I hope to hear 
that grey bird sing again once 
more for me 
Farewell, love your son

Poem contest for Debbie -referential

Copyright © Brian Otoole

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ABC story

An apprehensive Amy
Births baby Bob
Carefully cradles cries
Dons dry diapers
Emanates endless emotions
Fraught frantic fears 
Grateful glad greetings  
Huge happy hugs
Innate intuition increases
Joyful jaded journey 
Key kind kin
Learner loving lavished 
Must make money 
Nurturing new needs
Oceans of options
Play pray plan
Quiet questioning queries
Restful rescue remedies 
Seeking soother solutions
Truly tired times 
Uncertain, unforgettable unity
Varied viral visits 
Warm winter woollens
Xylophones xeroderma, x-ray
Yesterday youthful years 
Zestful zoned zenith

Copyright © Eiken Laan

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ABC of Poetry

 ABC of Poetry 

A is for Abcedarian which is what is this poem’s aim 
B is for  Blank Verse which is metered rhyme with scheme

C is for Chant Royal with six stanzas, same refrain
D is for Doidotsu  a funny folk song from Japan
E is for Ekphrasis concerning Objects 'D Art
F is for Free Verse, flowing directly from the heart

G is for Ghazal. telling of love’s beauty, despite pain
H is for Heroic Couplets, tales imparted by rhymes and iambs 

I is for Idyll, depicting a peaceful scene
J is for Just a blank page, this form is not yet seen

K is for Kwansaba. adhering strictly to number seven
L is for Lyric, to express our thoughts and feelings

M is for Monorhyme, a story with just one rhyme
N is for Narrative, when a story takes a long time

O is for Ode, a poeme, serious and meditative
P is for Personification, when inanimate things show feeling

Q is for Questionku that of course ends with a question
R is for Romanticism where love is very personal

S is for Sapphic Stanzas where syllables ebb and flow
T is for a Tanka, a rather elongated Haiku

U is for Undulating, words to rhyme and then to verse
V is for Villanelle,  that repeats a refrain for emphasis

W is for Writers Affirmation when our Muse has disappeared
X is for the X rated not a form, and not found here
Y is for Yodel......   that's  a form that is usually sung
Z is for ZaniLa Rhyme  flowing  smoothly on the tongue.

So many things to remember to create our poems and rhymes
We celebrate our muses over centuries of time.

Copyright © Suzanne Delaney

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Go For It..

You stand and wait-You sit and dream-
What is your fate, your destiny
If the future doesn't come toward you, 
you have to go and fetch it.
If all you want seems far away 
you have to run and catch it.

Copyright © Vicki Acquah

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thank u mamma

I thought I could do it,
 an all nighter 
 pouring my heart out
 throughout the night 
 on dis here lonely page,
 my eyes got heavy 
 I fall asleep writing u 
 this here ..
 made up words of mesh
 I hope u can see clearly 
 through this mess..
 its may not be perfect
 but its filled with 
 lifes lessons an many love stories
 pain will be through the whole thing.
 its all true, its everything I've seen, an done
and then some... 
 I hope you'll. Like what u read
special thanks to 
 my mom pushed me to write 
 this whole thing....


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LOVE is Cosmic cause it spells with four Letters individually
L meaning longevity for
O meaning Obtusely with
V meaning Virtuosity behind
E meaning Expression
When others give LOVE a different impression 
Its force could either lead or leave you into depression,
Perhaps using it correctly will fulfill you with an erection 
Or leave the ****** to stain an imprint,
The power behind LOVE created is infinite 
Once you believe in love it will show its magnificence,
Perhaps to know LOVE is undiscovered, 
Cause they're many whom live covered 
With a LOVE to hate,
But to teach you what LOVE is can be a huge mistake,
You should learn what it is through faith,
While your fate leans toward a truthful obligation,
Or having LOVE is our mental masturbation,
Because to determine LOVE should be measured through signs,
Using only four words to spell out to mean LOVE last for a very long time.

Copyright © Kamal Al-Adil

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Holding you close to my heart, I will sing a song
The songs tune is you
In eyes without seeing  In heart without knowing
The picture that blossoms is You
Please Come
as this song’s raaga
Please Give this picture in colors
Gave love which showered from my heart to you moonlit dusk
In return making my eyes wet, where have you disappeared
Holding you close to my heart, I will sing a song
The songs tune is you
In eyes without seeing  In heart without knowing
The picture that blossoms is You
When  my desires flutters its wings to see you 
You became a wind of love caressing me
In the words of eyes , only your face remained
In the eyes of dreams, there is only your color
Don’t disappear away, away, away
Holding you close to my heart, I will sing a song
The songs tune is you
The poems which were written to recite
became Hindolam**  that blossomed in your lips
Oceans and rains gave only your voice
In thought’s shadows your breaths
Searching near, where are you now
Holding you close to my heart, I will sing a song
The songs tune is you 
In eyes without seeing
In heart without knowing

            vinayak pratap

Copyright © vinayak pratap

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Emotions overwhelm me,
Haunting me for reasons;
24 months and 19 days have passed —
Longing’s destiny is vague.

What is a good solution
To combat fatigue of love
The other side is getting heavier —
Do I give in to emptiness’?

Yesterday you stripped me naked
Today you cut me into pieces
Knocked me out emotionally,
And perfected me mentally!

Now I see clearly;
It gives me more stability!
Realization dawned on me.
I doubted Yesterdays —
Do I need to trust today?

Am I longing for a soul?
Emotions do not need identity.
Face and body can live life,
With pretentions  of mind.

Life is now a roller coaster,
The wheel, turning and churning,
Never stopping for breath.
Do I trust today, to forget
My yesterday’s Dreams?

Copyright © Sapna Anu B. George

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make merry in your heart.
you must
with a neighbor if you can...

Not a poem,just me saying happy Holiday to y'all!!!
have a blessed Easter everyone!!!


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A Toast;
To a brand new day
To new Openings and greater Beginnings
New Risks and Adventures.
To new Dreams and Resolutions
New Journeys and new Memories.
To new Friendships and Relationships!
To new Joys and Desires
New Tastes and Flavors
New Discoveries and Tittles.
(And to whatever is on your mind!)
And definitely A Toast;
To the Holidays
The Festive Easter Season!!!
Cheeerrrrrsssss y'all!!!!


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Dear Mother


                                                                          197 Mpopotwane street
                                                                          Sun Valley
                                                                          Mamelodi West
                                                                         16 March 2011

Dear Mother

Dear mother, I am sending to you,
This letter to honour and appreciate you.

You raised me with love and care,
You held my hand when I was afraid,
It is indeed a great honour and privilege for me,
To still have you, and I thank good heavens for that!

You fed me while my eyes were covered,
You warmed me with your warm hands,
You were always there for me when I was down,
And that the first experience of a new life was a glorious one!

Education and guidance through my childhood,
Inspiration and encouragement through my career,
Were all the sacrifices you lovingly gave to me,
And your advices were never wrong!

Sometimes you were harsh—very harsh!
And I doubted whether you still cared for me,
For as children, never will we know the love of our parents,
Until we have become parents (but now as a parent I know!)

As a teenager, you handed over to the police service,
Not as criminal, but as a police student,
To serve and protect people, I did not even know,
And my friend was an oath I have to take!

Dear mother, may your days be long and cloudless,
You are still the inspiration, motivator,
My driving force in life!
May your days blossom with lovely memories, dear mother!

Happy mother’s day!
Pass my regards to all at home!

Your sincere son

Copyright © SIMON M MATLOU

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Forever Family

There may not be a forever family
Well not in the present
But in the future and the past
There are figures you can learn from
My dear gran such a strong and intelligent woman
At the age of 89 finally getting her ears pierced
You're never too old.
My dear mother such a strong and resilient woman
At the age of 62 helping her mother come to terms with her partners dementia
You're stronger than you know.
My dear brother young and driven
Moving with his wife to pastures new for the next step on the ladder
Don't be afraid to live your life.
Inspiration can be taken from those you hold close
They may not be there forever but the lessons they teach can last a lifetime
You're never too old, you're stronger than you know and don't be afraid to live your life.

Copyright © kate balloch

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Sierra Leone - A long way gone book by Ishmael Baeh

South province where Mattru jong is located!
Intriguing issues as a young boy!
Escaped from drugs and the war!
Rebels – They don’t agree with the government and think    everyone is the enemy!
Ready to start over!
A lhaji close friend of Ishmael!
Lonely waking around by himself at the age of 12!
Evaluated but never understood!
One world with terrible memories!

Never being able to let go of  memories! 

Elated  at being with his uncle!

Copyright © Liza Salmon

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Our Night At The Beach

Hand in hand 
walk along the beach 
Calming sounds of the ocean
feel that zephyr breeze
Secure n Content
Mind is at ease 

Cant stop smiling
never felt like this before 
In heavenly bliss 
as we lay upon the shore

The scent of his cologne
His gentle caress 
Sweet n tender kisses
Head rested against his chest

Good conversation
He stimulates my mind 
Could it be that my heart has 
finally consigned?

A moment in paradise 
It all seems so surreal 
Perfect moments like these,
are the ones that truly suffice

This may be the beginning 
of something beautifully real 
The union of two souls 
That were meant to congeal. 

Copyright © Beverly Vera