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Finding Peace Within Chaos

Let Your grace shower me with goodness,
As evil thoughts haunts me with madness.
Spirits encircle me, seeking my fall,
I hold on, searching for the angle of light.

I was brutally surpassed by an oblivious man,
Whose self-righteousness proved to be his only plan.
My heart sank and drowned in the darkness of evil might,
Torn apart, devastated, losing my crayon light.

Distractions, destruction, and devastation; I fight my fight,
Unable to keep winning, instead, whacked in my sight.
May I, grow wings, and glide through the storm ahead,
Fearless, frustration-free, and devoid of any dread.

Crown me, oh Lord, with the halo of Your grace,
Allowing Your blessings to bloom and flourish in this space.
On the spotlight, behind my shoulders, always be.
For without You, my life is futile and incomplete.

I need Your guidance, love, and mercy to navigate,
A true Agile to keep my path straight.

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Peace of Mind

peace of mind
  
peace of the peaces 
i was looking for 
i got named after that 
my whole life got bore

now and then a question of reality
answers for thee self loosen ability
dark matters i chase i was with in 
for the name tags of rent world pin

here and there, for all the Welfare
questing the mind if its all fair
in a world of if's hunting the barrier
every time i fall on my knees i look the upper

bigger than me, biggest of all
tomorrow in my head running for call
cut out the gut avoiding my fear
haunting dreams Disentangle them clear  

here i sing the peace, collecting the pieces
artifact of  them, my inner pleases
i draw pictures that made a man
dissing my desire for a longer run

peace for me, peace for you
lets hold all the pieces to hold on for clue.
on your way out shine no more feeling blue.

-----five minutes poem----
-----Ksanet Brhane----

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Lucky Rose

LUCKY ROSE

Once the water of belly broken
A miracle to earth, the bud opens
On a yard of flowers above the rocks
Hardly fine, but the thirst knocks

Knock! Knock!
Who is there?

I the seed dying of this shell
I feel breaking out, for the soul to tell
Of freedom journey of the story
Of the beauty moments glory
Starving of the sand warmth beneath the ground
Raining the earth all wet and hoped
Felt the witting the hells loosen
The stem showed up in the garden
Sun tropism I reply back deeply seeking

Melt in the love of sunlight
That shines up in darkness fight
Angeles flying halo of the born tree
The burning flame in the trunk spree
I grow up wild in the dirt, but free
Dust of the sand, the smoke of the ash
The smell of the garbage, the lights flash

The beauty of the disbanded locker
Cut down in the flower of the hero in there
Untidy flying with color

Knock!  Knock!
Who is there?

I, calling for the life’s unjust
Against my words here is my protest
Ducked down on my knee
Head up! The garden flower bee
Tasted my flavor gave’ out the best
Grown-up now, beautifully washed out the dust
Morning sunshine on my face
Happy moments I embrace
Times are sweet pain is glorious

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Super Nova

The phenomenon, as it manifests itself over the course of a journey.
It turned me into an Orion in the form of rudimentary 
When life’s trying to surpass me,
I suffice against suffrage and then I see
 
I strive for change, living in the Trans Lunar.
My body is here on Earth, but my mind is elsewhere.
Vigorous belief in the morning star
I ducked, crawled, and hid in things and behind.
I was laughed at, hated, and blind.
 
My heart is broken as a lost child,
 but my intuition tells me not to give up.
It turned out to be ironic because 
of where I was sitting. and I stand up.
I defy the prophecy of a wiry-breaking tongue.
in chaos for the poor child, Angels sang 
 
I take my deterioration in appreciation.
From slavery, I built, in my own mind, a nation.
My eccentricity should not be dejected.
It's now a useless iron that can't be dedicated.
 
My time is now. I am in for an overwhelming delight.
The purpose of my life gave me strength for the fight.
Here I stand in front. I am the supernova.
It begins the story of my life. It’s not over

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I Want Peace

Away too more exclusion
Hated so much of self-deprivation
I take myself to a cliff
Asked a question for sigh of relief

The road map to the journey
Either bitter or sweet honey
Eluded choice of decision
Concrete abstract confusion

Madness and losing track
Held me bounce back
I felt I am on crack
Shiny days turning to dark
I was pushing life’s luck
I am searching for my way back

In the middle of a crowded
Experiencing a pain overloaded
Breaking my neck I forget to push my chest up
Humiliation over my head drip drop
Am taking a break for another lap

Scissor tongues and false clap
Slayer of my throat no more crap
Mirror my self-talking to sharp
Judging world end my nap
I want the peace to start as snap

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PEACE  OF MIND FOR ALL

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The High Hope Financial Freedom

The HIGH hope/ Financial FREEDOM

There one meets oneself 
To offer everything 
You lost it, you lose yourself

To bring it
It runs and goes round 
It's silent and makes sound 
Wanna make full mama purse
I am dying for it to get bless

The wise say Freedom is not free 
 the wise is me
But financial freedom is Pandora's tree
To grow wild, to be the shade and shadow
Setting the mark to look up and below

The love of money lets faded my purity 
And not having it puts me on the casket of inferiority 
I die today to rise above tomorrow 
To share the tear, to clear Mama's sorrow
To have a bunch of it, I will set myself for the death raw

I felt like a garbage collector standing on the corner 
Hustling so hard money for the shower 
Our life is fitly when the hope is up
Am the man of the hour and rise above the crap

liberation operating eternally Unfolding a world of light 
bright ideas no penny to start lost gaze in the sight 
Am gonna be alright ….

Cause financial freedom is the hope
Cause that's the trophy I want to cope
Dope hope...the imagination of empty poke

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Self Supression

Self-suppression 

Of feasting and drinking beyond the road.
Conflicts and dissonance over the load

Trembling in the face of the tide, of youth age
Thoughts altogether are the sign of the rage

Prisoner of desire in a locked cage.
What if one claims to be a sage?

Fails among the average, but blurry beige
It's the act of dedicating oneself to a life of carnage.

One's heart is racing and his feet are pounding, as they search for
The taste of the sweet, becomes all the sour.

Skipping, sleeping through, and failing to complete the chore
Waiting for twilight to fall on the door.
On the head of me the dusk is to fall
It’s just a demand, why, why for?

Not quite, but on the inside
One must deceive oneself so as to hide.
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……Ksanet Brhane (peace of mind)…..
                                      13/02/2022

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Heart of Brave

Heart of brave

Courage circle, of friends not a kin
They become a wide shoulder when he wanted to lean

Their pure soul pour, overflowing happiness
Plenty of wild thoughts overwhelmed with tenderness

From back then until now
With timelessness, they filled his flaw

He was a lost boy founded again
Cleared shadows, serene his pain

They value his life, validate his oneness
Hoped him for a better day with a greater openness

Lucky, he felt number one to be loved by them
Greater than money greater than a fame

God gave an ocean of hope
Inside a muddy well, his friends become a rope

He shines, though engulfed by the wave
Just because of friends with the heart of a brave.

Friday, April 9, 2021

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God Deeds

GOD DEEDS

Setbacks like a trap
I am shackled for another lap

As I cried under the shadow
A river of tears on my face flow
I become weak and then slow

Nobody showed up in my folk
Then they  laughed at me when I become a dork

And then God sent an angle
Healed me with the voice of appeal
From the mountains from the uphill

Sound of echo a pact of friends
For the lost sheep, like the God deeds

Friday, April 9, 2021

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Dream Fighter

Illusion invaded my mind, so I see things apparently 
And I was thinking, about you lately

Never leave the kingdom in my head
Constantly I have been a slave
Dead heart in exposed grave

Rise so high the roots deep down
Raged my heart thru tiger claw

And I draw heart you kicked me in
24/7 in my head spinning 

So I dream you day to night 
Never made a difference either dark or light
Ringed in my heart
Tattooed you in my soul
Picture you in my mind
I see you through the hole

I barked your name like a dog 
Roared your fame like a lion
I write your story in my inside with blood crayons

Finally, I become a dreamer
And I will fight for my dreams
My dream is you, 
and i will fight for you