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It is crazy
To think like me...
I am laughing at my thoughts
I think of these things:
What if ?, Is the question ...

What if life had a pause,
Would you press it?
Would you get tired and bravely enough pause your life then later press it on?
I am wondering how many times I would pause mine

What if life has a refreshing button
Would you press it?
Would you mess and just refresh life and golden you turn again?
I am wondering how many times I would refresh mine

What if life had reverse gear
Would you reverse it?
Would you grow that when white hair grows you just reverse to your teenage?
I am wondering how many times I would reverse mine

What if life had a replay button
Would you press it?
That you liked an incident so much that you replay it daily!
I am just wondering how many times I would replay mine

What if life had an ending button
Would you press it?
That the problem you undergo is too big,and life is too tiresome,boring and you just end it.
I am just wondering if I would ever take my hand near that button!!!

Life is spiral ...
we rotate as we climb
same as we deteriorate
We miss steps and stumble
And pour blood
And hurt because we are human!

Life is a ladder
We need to lean it fast on a wall before we climb
Hands,eyes and legss
Should be proper to use.

Life is an equation
We need a rule
To solve it!

Life is perishable
We need a greenhouse
To mould it,
For its optimum performance
Is above the threshold of might
A man can.
Sweet life....

I am a teenager!
Love like real
Doves who act real
Together like one
For truth you are one
Behaving lovebirds
Innocent like two lovely birds
Wasting time together
Because each is for the other
For you love each other
And you only 'know' each other .
Call it affectionate
For really it is affectionate.
I wrote four years ago,in my form three.I still see the sense in the wordings.
Love is a flame
Consuming two souls,And
Melting them to one
But
Only when it is real and true

Fake love is *****
Dusty and rusty
Boring and tiring
It is lengthy
That hours don't elapse
Days are months and months are years

True love is nice
Sweet and short
Everyday ends early
And every night is short
Years are months and months are days...days elapse like hours

I hate fake love

I love true love

But I do?
I do follow my heart

So,
"dear my heart lead me to whoever has true love"
Because to quench my thirst,
Clean is paramount.
Love is like a bunsen burner flame,burning and very hot.
In only one day
A sad story for days
Can end.
In only one day
A very tiring work pays
There in problems end.
In only one day
Success in failure lay
And then theories of  good life end.
In only one day
Truth shall stay
And in your life,there shall remain no bend.

All are sure if we keep hope in our lives
If we keep pressing hard even if sad we live
If our passion is success
If love shall keep us together
If we never stop working for success
I believe one day
Each one of us shall register a smile of success and say
"Today was my day "
Positive heart has success
You being away make me think
I ponder far too wide
If for once I will make to you

I thought of calling you
I bought enough credit for us to speak
But unfortunately you had no phone.

I wrote a letter for you
I wrapped it well in an expensive envelope
I wrote your name on top of it
For real love I felt.
I was to send you,but I had no address

I thought for a whole day
I decided to drop to the air
For the wind to bring it to you
It fall back to me,it was a calmed day

I duplicated the piece
I believe you will get them all
One I tied to a dove
And I gave it instructions ,
Perhaps you got that one

I dropped one in the fast flowing R Nile
After wrapping it in a polythene
For in water it be save
Believe me,fetch it with water.

I burned another one to ashes
And blew it in four cardinal directions
And believe me,
Sincerely I hope you got my message

For in love crazy I do
Insanely I behave
But
My medicine is yours love
Nothing more.
Love is rewarded by love
And for real
Love's reward is love
I hate to learn that
For sure I jam your mind
But I love you
Your respect is paramount
For my case
You took all my feelings
And even if this night is long
It will end
In a crack of dawn.
You go to bed
To remain sleepless
Not that you are OK
But because someone
Is in your mind
And your heart sweats blood
Its painful and really painful
....
But not so long
Love is cultivated.
love is like war
fought in emotion
when it turns good on your side
you smile and enjoy
when it turns o'wise
you feel the earth is not fair at all.
thats why
love is like war
and for sure
love is a kind of war
fought in the battle filled called heart
where the sweats comein form of blood
to colour everything red
whose impact
can be very good or very bad.
love is war
fought in moves
emotion takes charge
Flowing ink
Lovely on paper
On poems that speaks
Writer's emotions and feelings
Encompassing and pleasing
Reads that is blessing
Success in poetry i call.
I admire flowers and I give it meaning
To bless poetry in them
Flowers!
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