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D.Albert Gabriel Rglekia Varney Ii Poem
Everyday is mother's day.
By: Inking Al'Kallio
I was asked today,
why I didn't post happy mother's day?
I answered the question with a question by asking which day is not mother's?
Where I am from, everyday is mother's day!
Everyday a mother give her life,
I mean for her child.
Everyday a mother life is lost
protecting her love,sure bcuz that's the cost,
cost of being called mother.
Where I am from, everyday mother's flock churches,
trying to sent a message to God
for her children's faults.
Where I am from,mother's are mirrors,
that reflect not only our errors,
but teaches us not to be afraid of terrors.
Mother's knees kisses the ground in pleas and prayers asking God to save us from perils,
and lead us not into endeavours,
that might bring disgrace.
But so we can succeed,
that people might see and tell her,
that she can dance and tell them ' that's the fruit, of the tree of pains' of which she's the bearer.
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D.Albert Gabriel Rglekia Varney Ii Poem
By: Inking Al'Kallio and Ellen Brown
Shall painful pleasures be the tune?
Tune to which our love dances?
Oh! how your blows has becometh the fuel,
that drives me on to beautiful bruises.
I thought it was all Love at first.
A love that can never be broken.
Now it has turned to a painful test.
Love is gone, all I feel is pains through blows taken.
As each blows caresses my body,
beautiful mark of tears threads.
Was this all in your love embedded?
How long will I endure this joyful sadness
But summer shall roll up winters pains.
I shall smile again or that I think.
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D.Albert Gabriel Rglekia Varney Ii Poem
Plans Twister
By: Inking Al'Kallio
Speak me the language of love,
for that's what my ears long to hear.
Reach down deep in my soul and draw me the pure water of passion.
In the arms of your embrace my manly flame ignites.
Close the eyes of my mind to forget the painful truth,
futures and ruined and destiny destroyed,
just in the flashes of sane madness.
Shallowing depths of my subconscious brain tries to object,
"shut up''! my vessel enlarged shouted.
One,two, three,four,five,
close my eyes and watch my stress faded away in the sweet pleasure of my correct mistake.
Hmmm, flash of what has been,what would be,and what could be comes rushing back.
Inundated by sour wisdom, another unwanted child is formed.
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D.Albert Gabriel Rglekia Varney Ii Poem
Breath of love
By: Inking Al'Kallio ??™?
When you mouth crashes against mine,
and I feel the pleasure of passionate hunger.
Excitement makes me arch and writhe under you touches.
Emotions brushes like fire, across my body.
Every nerves in my body tingles under your kisses.
Patiently and gently you makes me feel sensations that my body never felt capable of feeling.
In my mind's eyes your face has been etched,
forever by my side is where I want you be.
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D.Albert Gabriel Rglekia Varney Ii Poem
The African Dream
By:Inking Al Kallio
My heart is in my pen,??
when I speak the words now and then.
Africa will be free but when???
How the mighty has fallen,
and what trembles men?
When before they chased lion to its den.
Yeah,they named me sam,
or maybe the name was ken.
Those names wants eagles to become hens??.
To everything they say should be an Amen.
Show me one achievements and I'll show you ten,
because I'm a African and now is the time.
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D.Albert Gabriel Rglekia Varney Ii Poem
She's tired of being tired,
tired of being sad.
She's tired of being broken and left in the dark.
She has tried to figure out who was with her,
against her or waking down the middle
because they didn't had the guts to pick a side.
I'm fine is her answer, though she's burning inside.
Feeling lonely amidst a thousand of friends is her daily routine.
For her I close my eyes and say: Be he peace,that girl is tired of pain.
Help her not to leave her happiness key in someone's pocket.
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D.Albert Gabriel Rglekia Varney Ii Poem
The Apathist Words
By: Dahn Albert Gabriel Varney Jr
I got the test first
scored an F
and learned the lessons later.
So why's the fuss?
Maybe I'll get it right the next time,
I thought,until teacher X
switched the test,but that's life.
I will walk through
the posts of these doors,
I'll never turn back to look
but when I'm gone
remember these words I said
"experience causes men
to be damn and its never so
much of a teacher we though it be".
In my darkest days
I've so much of him,
standing before me
with his ever swinging baton,
directing the very rhythm
that drowned my soul.
Better days ahead?
Just show me the ray
of light through a crack,
and I'll be a believer forever,
for that all I ask.
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D.Albert Gabriel Rglekia Varney Ii Poem
Circle of the world
By: Inking Al'Kallio ??™?
When mother nature expelled the best of her own,
and men deemed toil,
through sweat their trails unravelled.
Ask the petal,how beauty dost failed,
how the best give way throu'st winters time.
Only to rise when summers shows.
Because the best shall raise,
yet again,the circle of the world and so it be.
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D.Albert Gabriel Rglekia Varney Ii Poem
Frozen Fantasy
By: Inking Al'Kallio
Loud noise and chattering voices, isn't distracting me like you.
I am frozen as ice and like medusa, your glance has turn me to stone.
Adorable and angelic like oshun grace bestowed. Your lip are sitting invitingly than athromedia's apples.
If cupid shot an arrow tonight and I fall into ecstasy, cover me with your body,
yeah, let it be my canopy.
If I'm lucky to have you,I won't push horizontal, I promise you tangency,oh with rhapsody of realities; Because you, my darling are my greatest fantasy.
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D.Albert Gabriel Rglekia Varney Ii Poem
Will ending it all actually end it all?
that is the question I asked myself,
When I picked up the rope.
What if I were the one to give hope,
in a world of depression and doubt?
But then I sighed and remembered that I'm in the loop,
and the circle is closing fast.
Tilting the chair to end it all,
Ahh! But no tell suicide, "this one is out".
Depression kills,
give that brother a smile,
make him know you care .
We cling to our phones,
in search of likes and cares,
Kindly telling that neighbor hey,
won't make you die.
Depression Kills
Inking Al ™?
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