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Frank Emmanuel Jun 2020
If only i have a gifted hands like that of an artist
I would love to paint the sky in image of you
If only i have a perfect pitch
I would love to sing you famous.
If my mind are gifted like that of the wise men
I will forever follow your star
Her smile the hope of an open heaven
Where blessings cometh from.
Her voice a perfect place where peace reside..
I would love to talk about her beauty like the glory in the presence of God Almight..
Frank Emmanuel Jun 2020
The lungs, the air pump
The vocal folds viberate to use it dump
The larynx muscle makes the tone sweeter
Above the larynx,  sound articulate and filter

Words are implement
The good use are to tent
Thought of words i don't meant
My wish,  they all melt

Words are powerful
In a bit of secounds they are full
Easy to spell  out
Maybe i was right in a doubt

Words are sweet
They make you renowed in a tweet
Like a god in the gold street
A dream i don't intend to thwart

Words are creative
Creative mind is a native
Like a safe city in a hidden rock
How can planting and harvesting work

Words are comfort
Where paranoid mind comport
Like the story of a peaceful street
No history of a stolen neat

Words are fire
It destroys man in ire
Like a drop in a fuel tank
It swiftly increase in rank
Frank Emmanuel Oct 2019
hullo like 10 times
hi a hundred times
still dont get tired a thousand times
checking my your message ten thousand times
my heart desires to see you a million times
wish to be with you a life time
Frank Emmanuel Mar 2019
Crouched beneath empty blocks of office
Two wrinkled hands formed of clay,
open the closed sky with gnarled fingers
eyes as beautiful as a Christmas girl's, without gifting, sob
Sometimes i really miss being a kid
Kids know no stress
Kids have no worries
Just a smile on our faces soft as petals of the frangipani,
nature enjoys us as much as her simplicity
But now I am stressed
Occupied with enough worries
And sometimes I look back at the past
And wish I was still in kid
Frank Emmanuel Mar 2019
I stalk success with greed
I think i'm high on ****.
An apparent aggression.
No room for depression.

No time to rest.
To success, i,m a pest..
i follow her everywhere..
I'm not a victim of fear.

Success is so proud;
a fact without a doubt.
still i pursue with pride.
my emotions, i cannot hide.

strength apparently spent.
still, i'll never relent.
i will chase your vagour..
adrenaline absolutely pours.

i'm a man with purpose;
a victim of an overdose.
i'm drowned in optimism..
i slay every subjective criticism.
We fall sometimes because the best version of us is yet to be discovered
giving up might not be the best option
what get you going?
Maybe you are too good to fail....
Frank Emmanuel Feb 2019
All I could see was the
Beam of rays shining
Clearly in your eyes,
Despite the darkness in
Every part of my heart;
For your love
Grows every nanosecond in my life,
High degree of affection
Is all I feel for you.
Just in case distance keeps us apart
Know that our hearts are always together.
Life is full of adventures, only if you could
Make it interesting.
Never will I forsake the love we share
Or will I ever make your heart beat in tears. I'm so
Proud to have you in my world.
Quietly,
Regardless of the period, my heart still cries
So much to have you.
There is no special feeling than the
Union of two hearts that
Vow to breathe as one.
When your heart feel so empty....
Xoxo......
You should know, I am there with full
Zeal to boost it.
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