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THE RHYTHM OF LIFE

RHYTHM OF LIFE Good day to all the head in casket, Goodnight to the soul in silent, Hi,to my sometime to come friend. How I wish, we all can change our fate, But death will have no meaning But a sticky spade shade. Life, what a race, By sight we face, By height we attain, By age I different stage, Creating a leverage that we may not attain Before we are aged, Ending up our vision, Our mission in the ground cage. Nobody ever love to stop by, We all love to live forever, But death will never, Limited time is we the beholder. What do we call destiny and our fate? We all are in the world of common fate. One day,the writer and the reader, The beauty and the ugly, The leader and the follower, The right and wrong, The poor and the rich, The good and the bad, The cheap and the best, The gate man and the boss, The peddlers and the buyers, All will visit the yard for the cool headed, And never come back to share our experience. Life is our definition, Death is every ones meaning. Let us all dance, but dance for a while, The ground can’t wait, We are only living by chance, One day our time will expire. Life and death, Beginning and end. Please tell the Mr. and Mrs. position, Mr. and Mrs. power, Mr. and Mrs. decision, Mr. and Mrs. intention That nobody will live and will not leave, That he or she will no longer be referred to as IS, But by the word WAS. As we rest a man in peace, We also will be rest in peace, Sometimes by those we think we will rest in peace. Nobody is too young and small to live, Nobody is too small and too old to die. Death, the only prize for our deal, Life a race, death the fate.


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Broken worth

...Since i desire you 
in ma life....i desire 
war at times....i see 
beauty in gazing at 
you....i found value 
living to watch 
you....i experience 
love every moment 
beside you...i define 
worth from every 
single smile at me 
from you.....a hug 
from you worth 
me full happiness....i 
never live a day 
outside what we 
both share in 
common(the 
redefined lost)....i 
wished you never 
left me....i wished 
your abscent never 
hurts me.....i wished 
your tears never 
never sceared ma 
fears.....i wished we 
both could forgive 
our ego and pride 
and lust....i wished i 
never experience 
love from nobody 
but you.....i wished 
you never stoped 
the songs that 
gives ma soul the 
happiest moment 
of time.......i need 
you in ma life....i 
need you to ocupy 
ma time.....i need 
you to give me 
dejavu......i need you 
to make me feel 
renewed.....i need 
you to keep ma 
space from being 
empty of 
persion,pride,beauty 
love......i need you to 
make me feel like a 
man,sincerly your 
abscent is the 
incomplete part of 
ma life.I lost you i lost the 
world....Beside you no-one 
deserve ma words....your 
impact in ma life makes me 
knot....ALASS!!!


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FEAR TO LIFE

Who said? who heard? who 
shared the shame behind 
every fame,the pains behind 
every 
name,the death before every 
life?
So much more to morn,in 
tears and pains we make 
every run. Every life we may 
say it deserve a new turn,by 
the worth we desire the 
rustful lost. Addicted to 
affliction,desires the nobles 
attention,no man is born to 
be stationed.......amen
Many many many
Sorrow and pains reside in 
the soul daily...a life we live so 
many many heart wanting,in 
there velving they give ours 
pureful gazing...a life of more 
to do,a life of more to sane,a 
life of pains to face,a life 
worthful of every mans 
death,a life so many morn in 
there nest,a life of 
regorgitation,a life we live in 
our decision,a life every 
heart secure their 
intension.uhhhh!!!

Save play,death claims 
everyone in their age,failure 
to decide either to live life or 
to leave life,,,when will i 
die,live to be so many 
question instead what will i do 
to course to change before 
death claims...a name written 
with ink is liable to be 
forgoten,likely when written 
on sand,rock,diary but a 
written on the heart plate is 
forever more life 
print.printed in so many 
pages forever to plenty 
ages....i will die for ma work,i 
will live for ma thought,in 
pains and everlasting joy i 
accept every 
remark.....K.A.Y.Z.E.N


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NEWEST CRY

MA NEW PAIN


Moody night with many dead 
rhymes.....in tears for the last 
time i broke her mime....in ma 
heart i did wish i could hold 
her to ma arms.,,but did ma 
heart alot of harm....
Silly days yet never cease to 
come,in their interest they 
seems to run,with every 
happy mode they cease not 
to turn.....in ma sincerity 
never stop to mourn the 
days of lorn,i wished could 
give back in return,but death 
took her without ma heart to 
warn......

In ma silent mode love was 
blamed,,,,in ma heart is 
written her name.....with a 
broken heart in same.....

In ma promises death made 
me a failure,i losted ma pride 
in fear with tears like am 
inferior....pains penetrates 
ma heart like invador....for 
how long will i mourn ma joy in 
ma insure?......death pains ma 
joy without a means to 
cure.....where is love to plant 
her name in ma memory with 
everlasting manure....to 
control ma brain like 
braintumor?

This i wish,yet ma heart pays 
the pains and tears on every 
unknown year we 
breach.....tell me love in your 
surge,pray for ma days in 
worth,,manage ma sorrow 
when am not,then i will give 
you the reasons why she was 
not....i never meant that was 
her fault,yet death proved i 
wrong....because i never for a 
moment express what she 
worth...

Gold,diamond,petals worth 
nothing at all-when the 
greatest value of ma life 
recently ran to dust....in ma 
abscent without a last 
talk......what an empty world i 
found maself with no one 
else to talk...death did me a 
big favor in his thought..........


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LOVE-LUST-FULFILLMENT

LOVE-LUST-LOST


I REALLY LOVE TO SAY TO 
YOU.....
I REALLY WISH TO SAY IN
MANY 
WORDS TO YOU.....
I REALLY IN MA 
SINCERITY 
WANT TO FACE YOU......
BUT WHO CARES WHAT I 
SAY TO 
WHAT I DO? 
WHO CARES WHAT YOU 
WANT 
TO WHAT I FEEL?
WHO CARES MA 
INSPIRATIONS 
TO MA DESPIRATIONS?
WHO CARES WHAT I FACE 
TO 
WHAT I FEEL? 

LOVE I KNOW IS 
AFFECTION AND 
NOT DEFFECTION..
LOVE I KNOW IS 
INSPIRATION 
AND NOT DESPIRATION....
WHAT IS THE BEAUTY IN 
LOVE 
FILLED WITH PRETENCE?....
WHAT VALUE SHOULD I 
PLACE 
ON A LOVE BASE ON 
INSINCERITY?....
WHEN THE GLORY OF OUR 
HEART IS IN-ADHERE TO 
PECULIARITY.....
LOVE AND LUST UNDEFINED 
MEANING.....
PASSION AND THOUGHT THE 
BEAUTY IN EVERY 
DREAMING.......
DESIRE AND ADMIRE 
UNBELIEVABLY HEART 
INQUIRES......

TELL ME YOUR HEART 
WITHOUT 
ANY STORY APART....
TELL ME WHAT YOU FEEL 
WITHOUT MAKING THE 
BEST 
FOOL OUT OF ME....
IN SINCERITY I KNOW YOU 
WERE 
MADE OUT OF ME....
BUT TRUE LOVE IS BEYOND 
WHAT ANY HEART CAN 
SPIT....
IS BEYOND WHAT ANY 
MOUTH 
CAN CHEAT....
IS BEYOND WHAT MA 
HAND CAN 
GRAB,BEYOND FADING 
IMAGINATION.....BEYOND 
ANY 
MOUTH 
SPITRATION....BEYOND 
ANY 
ART 
DISCRIPTION....BEYOND 
ANY 
HEART 
PROVISION.....BEYOND 
WHAT I MAY MENTION.......

BELIEVE ME,I ADMIRE 
YOUR 
BEAUTY.....I DESIRE YOUR 
DIGNITY 
WITH SINCERITY BUT TRUE 
LOVE,YET I FOUND BEYOND 
YOUR 
PRODUCTIVITY,,,IF NOT FOR 
ANYTHING BUT FOR THE 
REALITY......


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ILLFUL FATE

    



Today is the day
Tomorrow is the pain
The future is the face
The fate is the case 
The case is the fear
The fear is the death...........
Life and date
date and fate
Fate and grave
Grave and grieve...... 
Oh life! Mention your intension 
to me...... Open ma eyes to 
see the real... Keep in ma 
heart the courage to face 
your intension,set ma 
passion to be on a 
mission,,,make ma ears not 
care for folks 
reactions,,,,make ma dreams 
the day-to-day 
television,,,give me one 
reason to run on your path 
to ma destinations...... 

Your hands are too heavy on 
peoples back,,,your words 
are too empty in peoples 
mouth,,,your vision is too 
void 
for many souls to 
avoid,,,your reasons are too 
wrong for men to 
forelong,,,Life spares,death 
scears,coffins tells,grave 
kept....
A desire to die,,a desire to 
live,,your fate is painful for 
souls to grip...
With poverty you make so 
many lives a painstew,,,with 
undeserve sickness you 
make many lives 
surpressed,,,with death you 
make ma world mate look 
unsincere,,,every hearth is 
afraid of the story that he or 
she has kicked the basket.... 
Life! You know 
man's days are 
numbered,why do have to 
remind them that they may 
not live to experience some 
years 
december,,,making some 
happiness look very 
sobber,,,all men will say,it is 
God intension...who will 
sentence death to life 
imprisonmen,withour thinking 
of his life a living 
interest?...,ALASS
 Life! Life!! Life!!!

Four letter word
Yet proves so many souls 
wrong.....
Wealth and death
Poverty and life....


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VOTE CHANGE

..We have a dream...we 
have future....we have 
desire....we have a 
goal.we are so 
amazing,that is the 
least we can be...we are 
part of history makers 
writers....they live for 
and by our 
legacy....they define 
their worth by our 
defination......we are not 
finished,we had just 
began to the path to 
rule by our dreams....i 
vote a change,i vote 
the path,i vote ma 
destiny,i vote ma 
life......vote a change 
for  better future.vote 
one mind for the path to 
life.....vote one love 
despite diverse 
culture,diverse 
desire,believe and 
understanding......we are 
nations of destiny of 
better 
generation.......THE 
FUTURE IS HERE.....we 
have nowhere to 
run,no have no past to 
blame,we have no idea 
to fault.....we are heart 
of the nations to make 
different history....I AM 
A NATION AND AM 
PROUD OF IT..........the 
future has come,,,i am 
one of the change as 
you are part......different 
history_a mind to 
welcome change with 
LOVE...


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VOTE CHANGE

..We have a dream...we 
have future....we have 
desire....we have a 
goal.we are so 
amazing,that is the 
least we can be...we are 
part of history makers 
writers....they live for 
and by our 
legacy....they define 
their worth by our 
defination......we are not 
finished,we had just 
began to the path to 
rule by our dreams....i 
vote a change,i vote 
the path,i vote ma 
destiny,i vote ma 
life......vote a change 
for  better future.vote 
one mind for the path to 
life.....vote one love 
despite diverse 
culture,diverse 
desire,believe and 
understanding......we are 
nations of destiny of 
better 
generation.......THE 
FUTURE IS HERE.....we 
have nowhere to 
run,no have no past to 
blame,we have no idea 
to fault.....we are heart 
of the nations to make 
different history....I AM 
A NATION AND AM 
PROUD OF IT..........the 
future has come,,,i am 
one of the change as 
you are part......different 
history_a mind to 
welcome change with 
LOVE...


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JUST GRACE

Adobe of grace foundeth i 
mercy,,affliction comes,ma joy 
frawns never,by just one man's 
blood,me death 
denounces,sickness been buried 
alive,agony turned harmony,ma life 
is grace raring,above all,ma 
destiny is secured in Him already...

Things falleth apart,agony ma 
innate,depression ma intake,death 
on ma side walk,but His mercy and 
grace made me.....i worth nothing 
but greatness before the 
creator.... Alass


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Balse Believe

Write thy tragedy, in so 
many ways a promo to 
eulogy...
Read the prophecy,death 
from life every flesh destiny....
Command in many 
authority,read over and over 
the pains that keeps many 
heart beeping,the stains that 
keeps countless heart 
sobbing,the reason behind 
every beauty turn ugly...

In so many wayz we search 
for life....
By so many wayz we die by 
so many style.....
A man is concluded in his 
coffin after so many race  
without a phrase of better 
time....
In as much as everyheart will 
be call upon from the land 
BEYOND of the BEYONE to a 
place of every religion belief 
to face the panel and rife....
A good reason to live,,,a fine 
reason to die....
A precious time to cry,to 
mourn with a couple of 
spoonful salad and 
friedrice,while the celebrated 
is fated-ill and hell 
sure...everyone will say in 
their belief"GLORIOUS HOME 
CALL"while the celebrant 
knows his secretdeed while 
on the roll call,,,celebration 
goes on and on on spherical 
planet,different gorgeous 
dresses,with different mout 
meat,fish and dishes 
pinging,,only fews will 
remember the 
word"EMPATHY"while friends 
and families party-ing.....

The pain is nothing being an 
ambassador to poverty while 
on earth and being denied of 
the behind being good 
religeous belief" PARADISE"
Hell awaiting,death is happy


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