Now you only
see the outside
of the *** and
not what's inside.
Until you open the
*** I guess you'll
never know,
for the aroma you
perceive may be
the problem of
a different scent of
a potpourri and
incense on the table.
After the plate is set,
you may still be
hungry when whatever
is inside the ***
is not so good
and pleasing.
Because of what's
inside the ***
the appetite may vanish.
They said that beggars
have no choice but
that is not true,
because if they don't
have a choice they may
end up eating ****.
When you lose yourself
because you love
chicken soup so much,
you may end up
eating a vulture.
What went down,
is an important
message so amazing
you can't believe it,
it's too good to be true.
We must seek justice
by any means necessary.
Deal or no deal there
will always be a
perfect time to reason
with the unreasonable
and irrational fellow.
And that time is now.
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The return of
the prince once
lost in action is a
welcome notion.
His disappearance
and assumed demise
is very disturbing
and confusing to
the whole world.
Even the air ceased,
the winds angry
over the wickedness
of the ones
meant to protect
and to keep
everyone safe.
Once again the
world will hear
his story.
He is now
coming from a
position of strength
to conquer the
enemy like before.
Every time he
sees his loved
one down he
always tries hard
to be there for them.
They trusted him
because he defiantly
stands in the
gap for them.
He is coming
back again
stronger and better,
well equipped and
prepared to confront
any challenges
of the adversaries
than before.
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Out of the castle in
a walk of shame.
It will be so
disgraceful to this
house of rabbits
eating all the carrots.
In dubious battle of
the best of the best,
power must change
hands or the rock
will become deserted
and haunted by
the dead rabbits.
This jackal killing the
chicken must be expelled
to give way to the last
Knight to restructure
the house and bring sanity.
There must be extreme
make over to the castle.
The people are eagerly
waiting and looking
forward to it.
Failure cannot be tolerated
or use as an excuse to
forestall the way forward.
Grumpy old man needs
a house arrest to mellow
the son of the mask down.
The enforcers will go round
to pick up the left over
crumbs from the last regime,
so they won't like the yeast
contaminate the new wine.
Freedom from poverty and
hunger will be eliminated,
the people will once again
experience peace and serenity
will return.
God willing unnecessary deaths
will totally be eradicated.
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My only inheritance,
rekindled an old flame
long dead and forgotten,
scar of an old wound,
still so painful with so
much anguish and agony
with great struggles,
but I left with my
dignity in tact.
Something that
supposedly died
resurrected again,
It ended long ago
but now still alive.
Haunted by the
ghost in the dark,
the vampire pursued,
hungry for blood.
As a quiet and
silent rebel
against the tides
of the world
the heart is guilty of the
things left undone.
Great escape of the
innocent ones done.
Drop dead enacted
and engaged to
overcome the crisis.
The hustle is over,
and the circle
current stopped.
The blood ******* vampire
disappeared into oblivious
abyss and never to come back.
The true change has come
and restructuring is now in place.
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You are a unique
and complex
combination masterpiece
of the miraculous.
You are a magic.
You are indeed magical.
Can never be fathomed,
for you were formed,
made out of something
that already exists and
infused with power and
animated with incredible
tremendous abilities so
beautifully woven with
multiple amazing prowess
to impact your world.
Invincible and compact,
wrapped up with so much
complicated conduit wiring
too difficult to comprehend.
In our unfolding like a rose,
we unwrap a deeper unused
part of ourselves not yet
sufficiently known
or discovered.
In our dual nature,
living in a complex universe
as a spiritual being in a
physical body,
inherited the world now
and the world to come,
a world without end,
because we live forever.
As immortal beings,
you cannot die.
You only exit from this
sphere to another realm.
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The road within
is an amazing one,
so profound and
mysteriously glorious,
filled with unimaginable
love.
Unpredictable and
impressed with the
oil of divine grace and
infinite tremendous
energy so powerful
yet eternally peaceful.
There's something
so beautiful, serene,
and nostalgic about the
heart of a grateful soul.
Gorgeous day spent
discovering the treasures
hidden within the depths
of yourself is worth
more than an eternity
acquiring riches.
Amazingly,
divine love never
defends itself.
Happiness is not
something ready made.
It comes from
your own actions.
Go and make
interesting mistakes,
make amazing mistakes,
make glorious
and fantastic mistakes.
Break rules.
Leave the world more
better for your being here.
Actually you are good enough.
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In this cold mountain,
silence beckons.
It is a nightmare,
the final destination
is on the verge of collapse,
the spirit awakens,
for there's fear lurking
in the darkness
Inspite of everything.
Destroyed in seconds
our strength failed,
even our faith,
for strength is born out
of faith and passion.
Trembling and weak at
the knees the heart faints.
Light my eyes so I can see
better and deeper into
the realm beyond.
Rough night is envisaged,
for the hard sun had come
in the morning before.
The animal in us
unleashed to confront
the monster.
We must do the craziest
things to survive this bizarre
maze of a place.
There's a killer beside me,
a killer closer than your breath.
The sword of the spirit and
the power of love is stronger
than your heart.
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