A good friend is like a balm applied or administered on a deep cuts. A bad friend is like filth besides a pot of soup (stench). Prof Adejola Joseph
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The benevolent poor will skin you alive just as fast as the filthy rich.
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"The reflections of ourself that we give others, are often filtered through windows of shattered glass."
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Feel free to make opinions and judgements about me but please don’t bring ‘em to me if you don’t have filters of education, rational and empathy to pass them through
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Nobody really understands love. Certainly not the poets. Love defies understanding because it is never the same for any of us. It seems to be Universal. It seems to be Timeless. But, those are just illusions because, even though it's something we all experience, it's also something we all experience differently. Love is an individual experience, filtered by our own lives and expectations. No one truly understands it because it's invariably a very different thing for each of us.
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What I find is that I know of a women from my past, I think, a member of the poetry community here infiltrating my poems with comments. It's funny. She writes under the guise of different accounts ... I call them wooden ducks... she says oh, oh, your poem is so good. Fake praise, I think. She throws me a 7. I laugh. We're cats and dogs.
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Through the filter of a poet's eyes there can always be found a truth.
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