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Sîr Collins Jun 2018
Repentance and forgiveness ,
Are both second to my nature ,
Albeit forces of destiny,
Decides it all.

Never have I liked unneccessary competitions,
Poised to  ignite passionate hatred,
For ambiguous simultaneous equation,
I prefer solution by subtitution.

We all have different personalities ,
Sure as death its a no man flaw,
But without moderation  it becomes a bad spirit,
You remain so unfit for your ecological niche all the time.

I overheard that learning ,
Should never be by experience,
But rather others experiences ,
But for me best lessons comes from our own mistakes.

To thumble  and fall is human,
But for this case it was more than I could hold ,
Men in the past were understood for acting rigid ,
Sorry we are but a modern beings,
I suppose it was never meant to be anyway.
Sîr Collins May 2018
Before I am out of sight,
Before my contract runs out,
Pay me fully what i sure deserve,
As a way of appreciating my performance ,
Aren't you ashamed of eloping ,
With my small pay?
Why all these fake and evasive explanations.

Bae at hand,
You know very well,
How much I love you,
How much I adore you,
If you intend to love back,
Do it all today,
For my heart needs peace and tranquillity.

My pal of the day,
The Darling of my heart,
Assist me where you can,
Demand my support,
Exhaust my extra efforts,
Where you cannot do alone.
Let all be today.

Teacher there in class,
Tasked to mould the kids future,
Workers of all kind,
All works of life,
Do whatever you are assigned,
To your level best,
Just do it all today.
Sîr Collins May 2018
It is only in this world,
This very ideal place,
That people goes insane.
Travelling there,
Sure you get convinced,
Its a small heaven.

A man so poor ,
Is blinded that riches ,
That he is so rich,
To Bill gates standing,
He builds a granary,
Yet nothing blossoms in the farm.

A plan is made,
Carefully laid out,
Procedurally worked on,
But alas!
Its just a mere thought,
Its survival depending on fate.

A youth sees a cute lass,
Praises her,
Compares her to an angel,
And like a combatant plunges to war,
To win the dream lady.

A shock that hits my ally,
Equals a thunder strike,
When the guy's effort,
Regardless of sacrifice,
And suffering endured,
Is stubbornly  disregarded.

These world in question,
Should be addressed first,
Until reality is seen,
For they say,
Only reality part of a dream,
That matters a lot.
It's all about things we always own before it realy happens ,
Sîr Collins Mar 2018
I turned around,
Surveying my new church,
And my eyes landed on her,
I looked back again,
Our eyes met.

I kept glancing,
At her well designed figure,
The cute voice emanating,
From her vicinity,
How I wish it was hers!

After the service,
Although we never met,
Her image kept coming back,
Her sure walking style,
She is my love paragon indeed.

A well rounded face,
That befits a warm smile,
I admired everything at her ,
From the first day,
Perhaps a dream come true.

A bright face shining like gold,
So smooth and tender,
No pimble no scar,
The very complexion I desire.

Kiprotich vinny I am sure,
Though you may not confess,
You certainly concur with me,
The lass is a wonderful being,
You can ever hyke with.

Succumb to my call sweet lady,
You are the someone I swear,
My soul had eagerly waited for,
If you have rumours about me,
Come get facts right.

That day we travelled,
Together in a verosa,
Your tender body touching mine,
My mind went missing for a while,
It be like the best feeling I ever had,

Loving is gambling,
And this is a win for sure,
That kind nature of yours,
Your presumably perfect being,
My heart shall hail for ever.
Dear this is for you.
Sîr Collins Mar 2018
Too hot to handle,
Steaming hot to kindle,
Expect to melt at its mantle,
Peaceful coexistence you bungle.

Criticism,
Sharp one to be precise,
Enmity you devise,
How dare among pals you arise,
Like devil conflict you entice,

Look at your own eye,
Dirtier than that of a slay,
Point your finger not at I,
For you are too unclean to spy.

Creator alone is ideal,
Adam himself had a fail,
Not to forget Peter's denial,
Your judgment is surely I'll.

My heart exult no more,
Trust shifted to Noah,
Dead is the flower,
Of love and intimate power.

Critic this is my plea,
Slam me yes,
Not exceeding some limit,
Without which,
Tempers and hatred,
Beckons you.!
Criticisms  can be good but limits must be considered...
Sîr Collins Feb 2018
Iwonder what difference you have,
From a serpent so poisoning,
Yes you never bite physically,
But inside a soul you tear,
If you think you don't belong my calibre,
I am sorry you overrated yourself.

Trying to portray some ideal character,
You dragged my innocent soul into your ***** heart,
How could you promise a heaven,
While you were certain of a hell destiny.

From initial phase of our pact,
I thought I had found my kind
So easy,so polite,so true
But alas! So cunning beyond the fox's rank.

If and though you won so cheap,
I don't regret our short lived relationship,
For if you were never meant for learns,
Not even Pop Francis will put us together.

Though this may sound bitter, Never forget That I at times miss you,
Your sweet lies and exaggerated, Attitude still reigns in my soul .
Naumi

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