Song of the world ( Lied des Welts )
In the morning light, the sun ascends,
Painting skies with hues that never end.
Mountains rise, their peaks kiss the sky,
And oceans dance, their waves in reply.
Forests whisper secrets to the breeze,
As rivers carve their paths through ancient trees.
Deserts bloom with cacti and wildflowers,
Each petal a testament to Earth's powers.
Oh, Earth, our cradle and our home,
Your landscapes vast, where wonders roam.
From Arctic ice to tropical shores,
Your beauty leaves us forever in awe.
Fields of green stretch out like emerald seas,
Where creatures play and find their destinies.
Canyons yawn, their depths a silent song,
Echoing tales of ages long gone.
The moon waxes and wanes, a celestial dance,
Stars twinkle above, in cosmic romance.
Glaciers carve valleys, their icy art,
And rainbows bridge gaps, stitching heart to heart.
Oh, Earth, our cradle and our home,
Your landscapes vast, where wonders roam.
From Arctic ice to tropical shores,
Your beauty leaves us forever in awe.
Let's protect the forests, the coral reefs,
The fragile ecosystems that bring us peace.
For every creature, every blade of grass,
We'll be stewards of Earth, as long as we last.
Oh, Earth, our cradle and our home,
Your landscapes vast, where wonders roam.
From Arctic ice to tropical shores,
Your beauty leaves us forever in awe.
As day turns to night, and stars ignite,
We'll sing your praises, Earth, with all our might.
For you are our muse, our sacred birth,
Forever entwined in Earth's sweet melody.
Mar 29, 2024
Mar 29, 2024 at 9:37 AM UTC
Staying awake with just you to chill
Opening your eyes and just see the blanket
My heart is so naked cause nothing inside
Just my mom is on my side
Nowadays Love is something terrible
Just it's hookup or if not break-up
How to know with who where or when
Just my mom is on my side
As usual in morning the new day rises
Girls are about to wake and start shinning
The boys are texting the love SMS
And a girl respond every single one.
A boy's side hustle makes girl beautiful
A girl shines and call me without grammar
The new fool keep following a goldylook
Just her mom knows the truth.
The winter never stop coming.
My tea is served after asking her nonsense
My saves is spent for evening dinner
In the next morning my mom lost a bus bill.
Fool fool fool I call it those in bridges
My love story ends when my wallet do so
My love story reborn as I get to hit a bank
And my mom begs for cents.
Restaurants know how to serve
Jewellery shops are just advertisement
Girls know how to serve and advertise
And my mom is waiting for my cash.
Dog crys when boss do so
Boys cry when a girl turns back from room
Girls cry when a boy hit them
But my mom cries for having wicked generation boy.
Mar 4, 2024
Mar 4, 2024 at 4:56 PM UTC
Why am like kid to dance on my father's grave.
Why am not sure about my fallen story of love.
Maybe the passerby call me crazy of course they are not sure about who I am.
But they need to know the truth and the world needs to know all but still my mind is allergic on there quotes.
The world is truly nothing as it gives me reasons to back in my sorrow gracias.
Really our clan is not like wheels, so that we can back in our blood shed, and paint our feathers with the curse of black allies.
But please reflect on me, from my family grave I grew, in eyes of my heart murders I make my roots and again with the hands of my neck slaughters we make our land green by irrigating it with forgiveness and remembrance.
Now you can understand how my pain is my back pack that seek my joy but still be my burden to bring me down of my crown.
My king size my rope, there still a farm we need to renovate and tighten our knots so that the eyes keept at us many needs to change.
As we grow we will understand, once we were church mates later we became killers and others became hunts, once we were brothers later we fights in court, once we were Brothers later we became enemies, haters, and nightmare living.
From my pain I saw my light, I ended up smiling, my God served my soul and brought united
Really they fought, they cured our wombs, they rescued our blood, they vallued our land, and seek my happiness again.
Again we ate our bread with juice instead of roots and thirst, we made it sadly to make happy land ancestry DNA.
Let's build together, let's continue our strategy straight forward to our motto.
I see my lights starting and my vow renewals with my heart beeping maybe am winning and my sword will protect rather than shaddind our blood with innocents soul.
I see Victorious holding victory and the victory is my pride and that's our light.
Apr 8, 2022
Apr 8, 2022 at 4:43 AM UTC
How long woman is wild when she is alone?
How far woman can reach without her soulmate?
How quick woman can fall in her endless waiting!
How fun woman can die if she is alone in big house!
How strong woman can fight looking her husband die?
How big woman can dream if her husband is not rich?
Which wills woman can have if her husband is poor?
Which knot can win woman to unknot if her husband is bleeding?
Which well can be nearly for widowed **** woman?
Which well can be so far for kind widowed woman?
Which heart woman can have if her children are prisoned?
Which decision woman can take if prison guard needs her to ler her kids get out of steels?
How fun is man thinking he owns her wife's heart!
What happens when he is died so?
After understanding all that I asked my mind grandpa, how dare she talks women in that way he told me "all women not like that" and again " non kind hearted woman Are married with Sky"
Nov 1, 2021
Nov 1, 2021 at 8:40 PM UTC
Ludovicoofficial-poems
Here aground is voice for calling nation
Each is busy in nation support works
but none is ready to help.
how peasants can struggle while leaders enjoying mood and none to look this is really stranger arm!
The orphans rights are getting abused
the outlookers are reacting positively that all is OK none to judge.
How leaders can still stand and huge community still on there side is it proper acts or fearful arms?
I can't stop looking but I'll ask for help if this is political way stop this mess or all of us will die with judgement..
Jun 15, 2020
Jun 15, 2020 at 5:48 PM UTC
Ludovicoofficial-poems
slippery wife.
slippery Like oil
Smooth than ****
sweet than chocolate
none like you
you walk like Queen in palace
speak like huge water
smelt milky
stand like nation
come neal my love
you looks alone
you dreesed than angel
first amongst all
i've searched for my Limb longer
Thinking about many
but when i saw you
recognize appeared
you smelt palm tree
your tooth sky
bright than Diamond
looks not jealousy
Ludovicoofficial-poems
Jun 13, 2020
Jun 13, 2020 at 11:49 AM UTC
am looking for black one actualy i am not in her way but she always come in my way mybe i've been cassed a black speel so that i can not avoid i wonder if God will support.
Jun 13, 2020
Jun 13, 2020 at 11:08 AM UTC