fesojaiye-atanle - Hello Poetry

The years are like dust to my path, they blew with lost and crack my tears. My tales cannot be told in fact it have been a sojournal for years. I search for my dreams in my fate like a dark labyrinth of time, i long for the elixir of faith and got lost in the creeds of my crime. Heaven please bear me thy witness my heart is running out of grace, i want to be found in your loveness but, how can i be blind to your trace? My will drowning in a dillema, the years,now like dust to my path.

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Jun 20, 2012

Jun 20, 2012 at 9:05 AM UTC

THE YEARS ARE LIKE DUST TO MY PATH

The years are like dust to my path, they blew with lost and crack my tears. My tales cannot be told in fact it have been a sojournal for years. I search for my dreams in my fate like a dark labyrinth of time, i long for the elixir of faith and got lost in the creeds of my crime. Heaven please bear me thy witness my heart is running out of grace, i want to be found in your loveness but, how can i be blind to your trace? My will drowning in a dillema, the years,now like dust to my path.

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Mush have i reap in the light of noble verse that glide the divine reason of deeds and fact, truth as it may seems through the tongue may pass the mind that differs,the world that need no maat.* *maat:an ancient egyptian god for truth. All right reserved.

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Jun 1, 2012

Jun 1, 2012 at 1:06 PM UTC

ON READING BLAKES ''AUGURIES OF INNOCENSE''

Mush have i reap in the light of noble verse that glide the divine reason of deeds and fact, truth as it may seems through the tongue may pass the mind that differs,the world that need no maat.* *maat:an ancient egyptian god for truth. All right reserved.

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clad in a grey native **** cloth he sat,quivering on a stool with a aged breast on furrows breath, that shook the folds of his shoulders Now and then does he seems to gasp about a menlancholys spit, but amis his grey eye lashes it pierce through what words cannot paint He folds his feet and *** his head like a lizard amist a bait, but his vague stare hold a mist which mystries cant be shook from him What ails him so, the world wont ask, but lost to what all eyes cant see it lingers through the heart of man that trode the earth with guns and roses He breath in and expires in lort, his thought search for truth in his heart, he bow his head and close his eye and found no peace,even as he sleeps All rights reserved

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Jun 1, 2012

Jun 1, 2012 at 12:54 PM UTC

THE ANGST

clad in a grey native **** cloth he sat,quivering on a stool with a aged breast on furrows breath, that shook the folds of his shoulders Now and then does he seems to gasp about a menlancholys spit, but amis his grey eye lashes it pierce through what words cannot paint He folds his feet and *** his head like a lizard amist a bait, but his vague stare hold a mist which mystries cant be shook from him What ails him so, the world wont ask, but lost to what all eyes cant see it lingers through the heart of man that trode the earth with guns and roses He breath in and expires in lort, his thought search for truth in his heart, he bow his head and close his eye and found no peace,even as he sleeps All rights reserved

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Listen-look at me i was born free, life entrails on my will, finding a path for my laughter underneath the motif of all circumstance, but if i should fall the world should bestow on me the benevolence of every tears listen-look at me i lived free, enduring all frail conception like the prophet at the beach while ringing false immunity to the dust of my aching feet, and if i should fall then may my creed abide with me listen-look at me i die free sprawling at the labyrinth of time, my life,renewed on virtures breath, and chosen among the disparities of man, my wraith was seen smiling at the sun, then if i should fall the dust of the earth should not wait. All right reserved

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Jun 1, 2012

Jun 1, 2012 at 12:21 PM UTC

IF I SHOULD FALL

Listen-look at me i was born free, life entrails on my will, finding a path for my laughter underneath the motif of all circumstance, but if i should fall the world should bestow on me the benevolence of every tears listen-look at me i lived free, enduring all frail conception like the prophet at the beach while ringing false immunity to the dust of my aching feet, and if i should fall then may my creed abide with me listen-look at me i die free sprawling at the labyrinth of time, my life,renewed on virtures breath, and chosen among the disparities of man, my wraith was seen smiling at the sun, then if i should fall the dust of the earth should not wait. All right reserved

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Listen-look at me i was born free, life entrails on my will, finding a path for my laughter underneath the motif of all circumstance, but if i should fall the world should bestow on me the benevolence of every tears listen-look at me i lived free, enduring all frail conception like the prophet at the beach while ringing false immunity to the dust of my aching feet, and if i should fall then may my creed abide with me listen-look at me i die free sprawling at the labyrinth of time, my life,renewed on virtures breath, and chosen among the disparities of man, my wraith was seen smiling at the sun, then if i should fall the dust of the earth should not wait. All right reserved

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Jun 1, 2012

Jun 1, 2012 at 12:20 PM UTC

IF I SHOULD FALL

Listen-look at me i was born free, life entrails on my will, finding a path for my laughter underneath the motif of all circumstance, but if i should fall the world should bestow on me the benevolence of every tears listen-look at me i lived free, enduring all frail conception like the prophet at the beach while ringing false immunity to the dust of my aching feet, and if i should fall then may my creed abide with me listen-look at me i die free sprawling at the labyrinth of time, my life,renewed on virtures breath, and chosen among the disparities of man, my wraith was seen smiling at the sun, then if i should fall the dust of the earth should not wait. All right reserved

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Sing a song of sadness,joy not behold, fighting for righteousness in three fold thought, the heart is acheing,the truth is so cold mind not for life is only a taproot spreading the sweetness of pain in the foot sing then,for this fate shall birth another we live only just for awhile in time, and fate trap on us like a wet feather. All right reserved

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Jun 1, 2012

Jun 1, 2012 at 11:57 AM UTC

SING A SONG OF SADNESS

Sing a song of sadness,joy not behold, fighting for righteousness in three fold thought, the heart is acheing,the truth is so cold mind not for life is only a taproot spreading the sweetness of pain in the foot sing then,for this fate shall birth another we live only just for awhile in time, and fate trap on us like a wet feather. All right reserved

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see how dubiously they hung at the fairness of sky and you thought they 'll be there for long but you will force to believe a lie and how gently do they drift from the fondness of the heart, but you 'll never know they are gift hovering atop the shadows of man But still they will disappear like false friends during harmatan and reappear like monks in dispear shading the sun like minds over matter clouds they are as we belive, but they also could be dust that sprinkle down the lust of eve, it blind us to the worst they are always there disgusing with every weather but once a closer look you bear then you see the fact of life wonders. All rights reserved.

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Jun 1, 2012

Jun 1, 2012 at 11:39 AM UTC

Clouds

see how dubiously they hung at the fairness of sky and you thought they 'll be there for long but you will force to believe a lie and how gently do they drift from the fondness of the heart, but you 'll never know they are gift hovering atop the shadows of man But still they will disappear like false friends during harmatan and reappear like monks in dispear shading the sun like minds over matter clouds they are as we belive, but they also could be dust that sprinkle down the lust of eve, it blind us to the worst they are always there disgusing with every weather but once a closer look you bear then you see the fact of life wonders. All rights reserved.

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i live to seek the little existance of things than those that stand in trance but does that make me a bit unrighteous? I was made to stand at the crossroad of time and seek out my fate in tears. My creed was taunt out of my will but i had love to live. I dont mind if life dont sing my song or help caught the falling treadrop, my faith was buith on higher things and by God and by man i am glad to have share it all along. Copyright 2011.

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Jun 1, 2012

Jun 1, 2012 at 11:05 AM UTC

i live to seek

i live to seek the little existance of things than those that stand in trance but does that make me a bit unrighteous? I was made to stand at the crossroad of time and seek out my fate in tears. My creed was taunt out of my will but i had love to live. I dont mind if life dont sing my song or help caught the falling treadrop, my faith was buith on higher things and by God and by man i am glad to have share it all along. Copyright 2011.

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