Safe you think,
not saved yet,
for sure.
You can't be
fully saved,
not until you
are completely
free.
Freedom can only
be guaranteed
to the one
who follows the
way of truth,
for only the
truth can set
you free.
Nothing else
really matters
to the soul
of the ones
who heard that
trumpet call,
for once you
heard the song
of the heart,
you are no
longer a prisoner
in ******* of lies.
Empty your self
from within,
cleanse your soul
and let your
spirit soar.
What is there
to achieve when
you overburdened
yourself with garbage,
it is an overload
too heavy for the
spirit to bear.
Too overwhelming
to accommodate.
Cleanse yourself
internally and reclaim
your life naturally.
You will be
glad you did.
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And it began
just like that,
free from any pressure,
just introduction and
our friendship bloomed
like a rose flower.
Yes, you it is,
Beautiful you,  
with a beautiful
alluring smile,
stolen as it were
as if from an Angel,
passionately exquisite,
she is so polished
that I have never
heard her made
a Faux pas.
She is Immaculately
beautiful.
Her beauty is supreme.
How could my
rivals not see it,
they were blinded
by her glittering
and shimmering beauty,
dazzled by its pureness,
a purity adorned with grace.
I am touched
by her decency,
moved to tears
by her softness,
with words watered
down to the tiniest detail,
beautiful to the core.
Her heart was pierced
and bleed out of any
imperfections within
but unwittingly configured,
prepared and upgraded.
We are now interwoven
and blended together in
synergy to each other
to love deeply.
Certainly heaven will
help us through this
stormy waters of life.
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Can't you see I'm
so stuck on you.
This heart beats
for you for sure.
Endearing and
captivating,
a happy soul,
with a voice like music.
The sun in her heart
radiates into her face
creating the alluring
beauty with the light
in her eyes giving it
an illusion of magic.
The sun in her subtle
smile will always
illuminate my life.
With her presence,
my life is better.
She touched my life by
the same fire burning
in her heart and now
she has taken over.
I am aflame and aglow
burning up for her.
Change has come
because something
beautiful happened.
Magically she has
transformed my heart into
a budding rose flower with
a beautiful alluring fragrance.
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Memories of the heart,
the ones so indelible,
as if it happened
just this moment,
memories the heart
won't easily forget,
memories my heart
holds so dear,
engraved so deeply
in my soul.
Unforgettable and full of
special times spent in life.
The world I carved out of
nothing for myself.
An invisible world I visits
at will and relived daily.
Memories I watch like a
movie in my visions,
recorded for my view,
no external interference
or disturbance.
******* for only one
audience but can be
interpreted and filtered as
a story for different audience.
Memories are made
of these countless years
spent in discovering the
treasures and mysteries
of self in living among
strangers around the world.
Absolutely nothing can
erase these emotionally
motivated thoughts of
all the beautiful time
and joy it evoked.
There are so many of
those beautiful moments.
I owe enormous gratitude
to the individuals that
made it possible.
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Alone here at
the corner of
my room in
Blaisdell street
in the winter
night of November,
years ago in
Minnesota,
fresh from Africa,
stuck in this
place without a
friend or family.
Almost froozed to
death by cold,
the room not
winterized and
no heater on.
The calmness and
the loneliness almost
consumed me.
I understand what
it is you are
going through.
I know exactly
what you mean.
I've been in
that place before.
When you find
yourself in a certain
place or situation.
Surrounded by people,
and yet alone.
So lonely that
i couldn't sleep.
As if attacked
by the chilling cold
penetrating through
the walls and windows.
Hands and toes,
so numb by the
colds chilling presence.
But I learned
a great lesson,
I learned how
to find warmth
in a cold place,
in a cold heart,
I learned how to
reach out to
people with my
warm heart,
to love greatly,
to give all that
I have in the
most beautiful way.
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Day of bliss,
the day of
awakening,
ascending of
the full moon,
the stars glitters,
the sun in majestic
brightness shines
forth and I shine,
the new dawn
emerged.
Engulfed my soul,
with beauty divine.
Captivates my heart
with love enough.
The afflatus upon me,
intrigued my soul,
and at this moment
here and now,
there is no space,
there is no time,
everything is just is,
the i in me
is lost and,
I am.
Heaven in my heart
and my soul rejoiced.
So thrilled for
peace has come.
Blissful in a
magnificent manner.
and passionately
exquisite in an
uncanny way.
Joy overtakes,
my being
transmogrified.
Blissfully serene,
I'm immensely
blessed.
Chosen among the
seekers I now bloom.
My heart resonates
and I'm so grateful.
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What is the truth.
Why is the truth naked
and lie all dressed up.
Most times I'm
so confused and
don't know anymore.
Is this abominable acts
******* of truths
or are we mentally
poisoned or is all this a
grand deception to
fool the naive.
Is not what we term
abomination a state of
the mind at a particular time
or a different perception of
a thing or group of things
done by someone or people.
There's so much
transformation witnessed all
around the world from
the ancient ancestral land
to this modern century.
Most things that are left out
are now classified and ruled
by their judgement as
an abomination.
Whatever may be an
abomination in some
nations are welcomed in
others as normal.
I am a nonconformist
and was labeled as a rebel.
Most things that I'm
endowed with naturally,
some may frown at and
seen as unacceptable.
Some people at some point
in their life time has visited
or will visit another nation
to behold what seems
unacceptable and can get
one ostracized or even killed
but it's an everyday
acceptable occurrences.
What is acceptable for you
may be unacceptable
to me or another.
Tolerance, temperance
and fortitude must be
our watchword.
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