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Twalib Mushi Jul 2018
I had a restless night
I recall my upshot
With my reckless ******* habit.

As I reach to my mean machine
I just find a notification
My finger trembling
as I opened it.

    From: Momma
Subject: Beware
To:        Son

Dear son,
life goes really **** fast
As we are living on it
Sometimes we achieve what we want
Or doomed to disappointment.

Nobody knows tomorrow
Forevermore,
i thought you knew
Now you live
in a huge stew.

We gave you our trust
You threw away like a dust
We gave you our words
You argued with your own codes
We gave you light
It vanished into the night.

As I read the last line
Tears flowing to my cheeks
As my heart broken into pieces
As I broken them more than millions
Seeking for the second chance
I never wanna be a ******* again!
Twalib Mushi Jul 2018
I was happy man
occupied with grace
Those moment
was really endless
How time flies
like an arrow it's a mess
What we had was magical
And lascivious
Was it necessary
to wash away all the differences?
Hope we remained with our imperfections
Because in it we found
an exquisite uniqueness
We found and formed a fondness
Strong love
surrounded by a nimbus
In this love story
we are sesquipedalian orators.
Twalib Mushi Jun 2018
My tale began
The day I was born
It may perish
When I am gone
Or may it cherish
To the next generation.

As life developed severe pain
And distension
I remained serene
In the midst of this midstorm
I could give in
But I hold the future with my palm
As I never wanna be a buffoon
Still waiting for my time
Over and over again
But I will be fine
Whatever my fortune
I'll be fine
Twalib Mushi Jun 2018
He wrote a note
expressing his regret
He walks on fire
with barefoot
Couldn't believe
this was his fate,
He lost contact with them
As he lost it with himself
For it he took the blame
His nonsense and stuff,
It's really a blamed shame
He lives with a great grief,
Things will never be the same
His life was shining
like decorated roof
Bumfuzzled
and he became lame
He was truly a deaf
When people screaming
and yelling his name
He lives a very long
and difficult life
All he cares was a fame!
Twalib Mushi Jun 2018
"I found my baby"-sound"
She was pulchritudinous and kind
Like doctors and nurses
we work hand in hand.
Together with so much bound.
When I need her
she was close and around
Baby,you're my bestfriend
You give me hand
And holding me to stand.
I need you and nothing beyond.
You hold my hand as we make a bound.
Twalib Mushi May 2018
Her  name  was  Ever
She  was  fab, flawless  and  clever
A  fruit  with  sweet  flavor.

She  fell  ­ill, ****  fever
Forgetting  her  I  will  never.

Absolutely, no one can live forever.
Indeed,no one can live forever.
Twalib Mushi May 2018
Sleeping is nowhere to be found
It's six o'clock
He has got the metallic sound
Tinkling and click
All over his head
Ached.

About the choice he made
He rethink
As the scene begins to fade
A step by step,tick tock.

Like firewood
His temper sparked
His brilliant efforts were thwarted .
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