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I Want To Love You

I want to feel you like a petal feels the wind I want to touch you like dewdrops touch my skin I want to hold you like moon shadows hold a star I want to tickle you like the flutter of a butterfly tickles my heart from fields afar I want to lay my head upon your lap like a child lays his head upon the lap of a sterile mother in her fertile dream I want to miss you like an immigrant misses his home-land The land which deceived his opportunities yet embraced his early footsteps Poured his first tear in a stream I want to think of you,ardently I want to seek for you,secretly In the same way those paramour's enchanting eyes seek and wander for his flamboyant mistress I want to live dying to have you like a hero dies in battlefield dying to capture his daughter's smile knowing that the last glimpse of her is a worn out sanguined picture I want to find you in the same way my faith finds God Without seeing,without knowing With all doubts,questions and mysteries With all that I was,with all that I am and all I ever will be I want to love you

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well i love ya anyways

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and it is exactly.

when no one knows what you mean. 

the gate of danger.

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banana

I am so tired. I forgot to peel the banana.
I am suing Chakita for pain and suffering...
Johnny Rhinem. Will you marry me online?
L   :)

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Written Before

Arjun should stay, no way
That Krishna can say

Or even then they all shed blood
On Kuru-ground as in game of war
And we cannot get Srigita yet

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be Successful

Doesn't it hurt you when you want to do something but you can't because you feel like you are lost in darkness ..
You want to give up but at the same time you want to be Successful....

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all to go

All to go 

I to go
we to go
you to go
& all to must hereafter.

I to do
we to do 
you to do
all to must good deeds


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kaunar Allah

"Kaunar Allah", let
me tell u what it
means in English,
its a love like a
fire that you can't
extinguish,
no wonder am a
Nigerian this love
is making me look
greenish,
I don't have much
but with this love
am been rich.


I wake up every
morning to viewing
ma t.v screen,
only to have visions
that my pasture will
be green.
That time shall come
i shall no longer
beg,
my abusers will even
kneel to kiss my
leg.


Such an affection
from the God i
serve,
even though i don't
really deserve.
Father, of you am so
proud,
that's why i've to
write this piece
aloud.

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Bengali Women

                                Bengali women squatting
                                    Pitchers, bangles,gossips
                                            The river Barak indifferent

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Missing My Mistress

Hush! when will this
plane land?
just need my
mistress   around.
Since two, have been
sitted in this
arriva',
hungry to see her
just swallowing
saliva.

Stretching my neck
to look,
as if to say am
reading a book.
To God, this is no
fun,
am just like a man
on the run.


Champagne shall we
pop,
drink, eat and leak
lollipop.
Am in love with this
my mistress,
even in trouble or
distress.

dedicated 2 Joy:

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Let It Flow

Just let go! Let it flow! Let it flow! Let it flow!
Everything’s gonna work out right you know.
I’m looking for a better day. You’re still looking at my yesterday.
You’re playing the same old lame games that I used to play.
So lame witches, what do you have to say?
I lost all behind a man who didn’t want me publicly.
Yes in turn he lost all. Every night he calls my name.
His wife calls my work, church, and all spots I go.
I  can’t help that she didn’t earn the title that she no longer has.
Oh Lord, she did nothing to be the wife of the assistant attorney general.
On him I worked hard and nothing about that work was mediocre or trivial.
So lame witches, who don’t love your husbands or give them a peaceful place to lay his head,
Don’t tread or dread my existence because that part of my life is dead.
La dah dah dah dah dah! Let it flow! La dah dah dah dah! Let it flow! Let it flow, baby!
His eyes are no longer from me lazy.
 His wife that sat at her job bragging on the darts that she threw me Are driving her crazy.
Her unfruitful lies only crashed my sense of family, 
sense of community, and sense of spirituality really did nothing to me,
 But made me more of a stronger woman than she already was.
 I’ve regained those senses that I lost because she never paid honor to her given boss.
 Her senses are gone. I’m home away from home.  Yes I am because they just let go and, 
Let it flow! Let it flow! Let it flow! 
The realness of how I was banished from the boot and the place of my youth.
 Yes indeed I tell the truth. Everything’s gonna work out right you know.
My work still flows not on him but on the world. You can’t stop an intelligent hood girl. 
Let it flow! Let it flow! Let it flow!
 I’m straight up reppin the Southside of Monroe to the fullest everywhere I go.
Where in the hell is the work of that stupid  wife and the lame assed pros?
I’ll tell you it is locked up in a vault or behind closed doors.
Mine is on his TV, and in books that are in millions of global online stores.
I’m doing much more. I’m not a belligerent, hostile, whore. 
I lived that life because people behind closed doors wanted me to remain poor. 
One day I’ll say hurray to my letting it flow and that it did work out right you know.

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Relationships

A relationship reminds me of a flower 
Gets planted and starts to grow
It gets fed with hurt, pain, deceit and more
Starts to wilt and it shows

It doesn't get watered with honesty, trust each day
It becomes ugly and starts to die
Gets uprooted and thrown away

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cry for Nigeria my country

I wake up every
morning
to ask myself
'what's happening'?
God gave us oil in
the Delta,
waters in the Benue
and Niger,
mineral resources
all over.
Though we've no
natural disaster,
but we got loopholes
that need plaster.
And now we are
falling assunder,
that is making me
wonder,
am even behaving
strange like an
anaconda.


We still survive
under the millitary
suppression,
not even to mention
the oppression 
of the wild.
Our politicians are
all of pretention,
our leader are
products of greed
and discension,
when we are called
the giants of
Africa, centre of
attention.


Oct 1st 1960 was our
day of freedom,
since then, we threw
away our wisdom,
all in the name of
religion, politics,
what is this?


You will hear
rumours of fighting
in Jos,
killing one another
no remorse,
people are so much
stucked like traffic
in Lagos.
A piece of advice,
dont be suprised.
We gotta move
forward,
cos we are left
behind in the
race-call.

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forhead kiss

Can't nobody tell me how I feel.
The way I feel this feeling.
This feeling is real yes she knows the deal.
That kiss to her forhead signed the deal.
My heart skips beat when she's around.
But when she's gone that pain is so strong.
Yes, yes, yes this love is real
Yes, yes, yes that's just how I feel.
I want her to know how I feel.
I want her to know how much she means to me.
A blessing heaven sent an angle of love
Turn my dark days to light.
 Brought my heart back to life
Showed me what love love was
Showed me what love is just when I thought it
Was through God sent you what a blessing from the
Man above I never felt true love like this.
To your forhead I end this with a kiss.

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Rabindranath Tagore

He comes with pen and left with them
And he miss no pain remain
That we can mark ink to paper again

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You Mean Everything To Me

When People Say Love is Blind,
For me its You whom i have Found.

Now when you are not Near,
I miss you the most My Dear.
This Phase is where i dislike to be apart,
You strike a  light within my Heart .

In every ups and downs you are with me,We  fight ,argue and frown at each other,
but at the end we know we are together,
Our Love is Rare,llike us there is no other Pair.

Its u who never let me go Wrong,
You are the one who motivates me to be Strong.

Its You who cares for me,
even if you are Now not here,
Your presence i can still feel in this Air.

You have not just captivated heart of Mine,You give me all the reasons to Smile.

I am blessed to have you in my Life.Before you,my Life was  in a Mess,
But your love have compressed rest of my Life.

I want to walk miles with you.Without you i am  hostile.

This is true that love never judges,it never hurts,it removes all the grudges within us, and it converts two souls into one.

The gift of Love you have given to me,I will cherish that till i die...

You Mean a lot to me..i may not able to express you how much close you are to me,
but its true for me, you are my world and everything to me...

Sanchita Ghosh

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wishes upon me

Some wish upon me
death,
when some wish upon
me breath.
Some wish i have
little hope,
but with God i still
cope.
Some wished i go
hungry everyday,
but i still struggle
to get the normal
pay.
My parent wish upon
me Jahbless,
and i promise they
shall live to be
impress'.


Some wished me a
better home-alone,
while some wished
upon me war-zone'.
Some wished God's
blessing pass me
like party rice,
but i still pray for
better days and for
sunrise.
Some wish me stones
for food,
while some wish me
bread and butter in
my hood.
Some wish upon me a
good partner for a
wife,
while some wish me a
nagging one as a
knife.


Some wish upon me
ill luck,
even though
ill-wishes suck.
Some wished upon me
fulfilled blessings,
where all my haters
will learn their
lessons.
Some wished me no
maternal love,
but am sorry, have
gotten the real
affection from God.

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Angel of Sleep

I am angel of sleep,
I am convoy of
peace,
I worship the
practice rooted very
deep
I cast spells on
your eyelids.
I spread magic dusts
of solemnity,
I erase the pains of
humanity,
I tear up the
scrolls of stress
Amid such death
race!
I am the permanent
strain on work,
I coax you into
sleepwalk;
I am an envelope of
serenity,
I am an open letter
to tyranny.
I bestow you some
rest,
I want to keep you
ahead.
I won’t let you get
lost,
In of life’s
merry-go-round.
I am invisible ink
on your eyes,
I won’t let your
dreams die,
I want you to touch
nap’s vibe.
I want you people to
shine,
After waking up from
lullaby’s chime,
I blot your tears of
agony,
I upset the hymns of
monotony,
In my world anytime
is naptime,
You can traverse the
sands of time,
After taking a
little nap.	


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wishes upon me

Some wish upon me
death,
when some wish upon
me breath.
Some wish i have
little hope,
but with God i still
cope.
Some wished i go
hungry everyday,
but i still struggle
to get the normal
pay.
My parent wish upon
me Jahbless,
and i promise they
shall live to be
impress'.


Some wished me a
better home-alone,
while some wished
upon me war-zone'.
Some wished God's
blessing pass me
like party rice,
but i still pray for
better days and for
sunrise.
Some wish me stones
for food,
while some wish me
bread and butter in
my hood.
Some wish upon me a
good partner for a
wife,
while some wish me a
nagging one as a
knife.


Some wish upon me
ill luck,
even though
ill-wishes suck.
Some wished upon me
fulfilled blessings,
where all my haters
will learn their
lessons.
Some wished me no
maternal love,
but am sorry, have
gotten the real
affection from God.

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A Sip Of Poison

You say you have fallen in love with me,
And that I cut you so very deep,
Ripping the pieces of your puzzle from their frame,
Soaking them in whiskey - that they'll never be the same,
And the burn down your throat,
Has just gotten to your brain,
Raising the heat as you suffer in pain. 
Warm skin flushed by dusty booze,
Brushed off for just a sip or two,
Time ticking as the bottle drains,
Hands covered in black ink stains,
And you have written me a love poem again. 
Late night, blurred lines,
Your hands caress a ghost invented by your mind, 
You pulse with passion as you touch imagined skin,
Lips following a trail of Gin.

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Banana John

There once was a banana
he did not have a nana
until he got a name
john was his name yay

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Electronic Shock

Give It Away
Living circuit, a long bamboo.
A heavy weight
Weapons Rise
Punch from the sky
An untold story
Henderson Money Maker
Soft like foam. Soft like chocolate 
We lie to here, thus more.



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For Poetry

Some novels are the whole Country
Or a city, a village, a house even being a villa
Or life or a part of a life
An event is a short story
And poetry
A feeling

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PARADE DANCEING

it was jumping
humping
having pride fun
under the jungle drum
and romancing
it was
PARADE DANCING

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May Girl

May Girl
I went into the jewellry shop to sell my dead mum's jewels. I saw you there, looking like the Goddess of Spring or like you'd been to a wedding. Your hair tied up and flowers in it. Wearing a white top, so Art Noveau.                                                                                    
Faint hint of make up, torquoise eye liner, red lipstick. Stylish black mini skirt, the right length. And your legs... legs of a Goddess. You remind me of my mum, when she was young and pretty. Her image caught in old photos.                                                                                              
You confirmed that not all local girls are nasty.

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THE COUNT DOWN

it i'll be soon
watch the moon
its say  its all
 as the snow fall
the new year bal 
at midnight
under city bright lights
and the band horn sounds
WATCH FOR THE
COUNt