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James Biegon Poem
Mother so precious,held me on
Helped me be cautious,taught me the tone
Happy and gracious,feed me on corn
Lived soo specious, more of a bond
Mother mother what a creature you are?
Great the name mum,powered by nature
Took me to the farm,for mere Adventure
Happy to be in your term,great on your venture
Jovial I came,just like a stranger
Mother mother what a creature you are?
Happy to be my shelter,all through my fears
Great you are mother, lullabies on tears
Safest caregiver, exalted in my peers
Forsaken never, safest of the dears
Mother Mother what a creature you are?
Great you are a treasure,never had of it
Love is all I measure, no one can compete
You gave me your agenda,thus will complete
Came out of pleasure, will now never be aghasted
Mother mother what a creature you are?
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James Biegon Poem
Lover of My Age,
Beauty overshadows your Body,
Luring Me to you.
With A clich teeth that Beeps,
overshadowed with fresh breath.
With a scent of pungent,
you strike my virility.
You Loosen My Power,
with physique of your breath.
Hold on to me with your suave arms,
never to leave me.
Your voice sooths and clings to me,
like a trumpet from afar.
Your Lips ignites Me,
with the grin in it.
Cover me with the warmth of your majesty, they are luscious to me.
Dream of Love sorrounds us,with sighs of wisdom
My Belly is your padding,
that binds you with me.
My chest your refuge,
proves of stalwart love.
You cover me with Love,
that exalts my heart.
With you all is well,
Lover of Mine
With a sweet steep smile,
Destroying my Euphory
Your eyes resembles the sun,
glittering as a sign of beauty.
Your face mirrors my own,pure gleam of beauty.
What a being you are?
Lover of My Heart
The good thief you are,
snatching My Love.
by James Biegon
Copyright © James Biegon | Year Posted 2022
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James Biegon Poem
War never builds,but destroys the unity.
Politics strodes away Love and instills Hatred.
With poor fallacy,Youths on the road
Singing Tribalism their Part.
Hate speech destroys the Nation,all shift to death.
With intuition of misusing the youths.
Politicians rest on watch yet we stumble in Pain
Loosing Golden souls one by one.
With No agenda they stand ,scrambling for their gifts.
With no fear they lie,no agenda to vye
Poor intelects decline,But the rich concur
Oooooh Politics with season you depart
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