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Posted: February 19, 2014 in Poems
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His heart is his hands
His Dares in his Mouth
His pains deep amidst

Wild and Young,Not Free
His demons he holds on to
His beliefs he drags along

Oh fortuned soul,oh lucky one
Your course,run it
Your stiff hat,drop it

I met you,I saw you
My vision was clear;but
I wasn’t willing to see

Oh pain,drop it
Oh Gain,grab it
Your Healness starts within

Your Grey are not due
Wish not for more
Your pains are done,stretch your treshfold

And when the life you’ve Tried
Is done and Gone,I Hope
You share your victories

Not of people but of Goals
And wealth in people
For that my friend,you need to see.

I dedicate this poem to my so Good Friend PETER. I wish you the Best in Life Man.


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Posted: January 21, 2014 in Guests' Couch, Poems, Short Stories
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Arrogant,boastful and stupid
Due in years and Grey
Lacking wisdom of the drain
Unforgiving,Proud and a Failed Man
Words of acclaim importance not far fetched
Emptiness of asset and clamorous Talks
Peace in Argument,unending profiety

Your world is empty
So are your words
Your future is indeed Far
Not as others
You Mockness is near
Not again as others
I fear not for you
My Favour is gone with Me

Desist Not, Hell needs you
Fight Hard, you might win and Fail
Remember me to learn from your fears and Fall
I shall not go with you, I am not Wise to
When all this is over, find your worth
Your words of Pain and Hopelessness
May your Life not be so
Well, I might wish, Not sow.

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Morning guys, 

Just like we promised, Jay’s blog is offering more this year. We starting a new category where guest writers are allowed to express themselves. It is called the Guests’ Couch. So if you interested in getting your work(s) featured then Mail Us

I have no doubts you’ll love this one.

tales of us

If his laugh was Foolish
Then so was mine
If his strength was boastful
Then so was my laziness
He was not Mine
I was his
We ploughed down the stream
Down the ripe maize harvest
In the view of all sorts
Yet alone
Passing through times,yet holding hands
He was young
I was stupid and happy.

He was not mine
I was stubbornly his
He grew and got fierce
He knew,I was not his
Our time was done
Heaven knew our course
Yet know I the cause
Our hearts intertwined in another world
A world heaven created.

If he fights
If he strives
If he’s wright
If he fly
If he thrives
As so do I
May we never feel the hollow well
We have both dunk and left.

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