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 Jan 2016 Zacharias T
sol
I don't understand why you won't write poems about me.
i saw him writing in class and this popped into my head
 Jan 2016 Zacharias T
Lark Train
Being a bridge is a thankless job;
For no one really cares
That here I gave my life away
That they might lighten theirs.
" the left and the right "**

daughter, i am always here.
Never fail to obey my command
so i can make you stronger!

son, be matured enough
at your age, always listen to me
for i am your beloved father

both of you knew what i am
going through being a husband again
it's alright,don't you worry
i'm okay! wish me luck, have no anxiety

remember:  i have two hands the left and the right
hold them up high so clean and bright

kids: someday you will realize a poem of mine you are about to pick
just like this one i would like not to end it up yet so it could be an epic
Lorenzo and Noemi, love each other! Inherit from me those legacies of ethic!
Do actions speak louder than words until my words act powerful than speak!
meet my son and daughter guys.
Happy Happy 7th birthday to you Noemi
wishing you to have a wonderful love of wisdom in life!
from your daddy solEmn and Kuya Lorenzo
January 14,2016 thursday
 Jan 2016 Zacharias T
k
Strengths
 Jan 2016 Zacharias T
k
If you asked me today
what type of person I am
I would probably brush off
any attempt of praise.

Today, I am a disappointment:
a failure of many facets.
Too much of this and far
too little of that, I can't bring
myself to choke that down.

Not today, anyway.
 Jan 2016 Zacharias T
andrew juma
Under the coconut trees at the coast
Sweet memories haunt me
Its your love I am missing
And my heart is aching

the cool breeze blows from the ocean
This is where we sat
Where you whispered in my ear those words
And assured me I will be the only one
How I miss you!

We crafted romance in the sand
We could not get enough
So we planned forever
Now I am left with memories
Under the coconut trees

The warmth of your embrace
The silly games on the beach
Those are days I  cherish
Come back sweet love

Im sorry if I hurt you
Come back to who loves you
I will treasure you like a diamond
We'll share these sweet memories

And make love again
Under the coconut trees.
Translation of 'Rejea Mpenzi'
 Jan 2016 Zacharias T
Little Bear
It is of my opinion that you have desisted in truthiness.
And as such,
you will hence forth be known as a
'Teller of Untruths.'

As a result,
I do believe your trousers have combusted.
You are a blaggard and a rapscallion.
Good day...
Ha! liar liar, pants on fire!!!
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