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I guess there is nothing more beautiful
And exquisitely melting in the mind
Than to be possessed
By a man whom
You burn of desire for
Who pursues you
Who nurtures
Every inch
Of your body
And your spirit
Whispering to you,
"I am taking care of your body!"
I hope life treats you good,
That the breeze brings freshness to your life,
That the sight of the sea brings hope to your path,
I am still locked up in my "The God of Small Things" phase of Anita Desai,
While I am still managing the elements to run off the "Bell Jar" of my beloved Sylvia Plath,
Running through some empowering verse of Maya Angelou,
Admiring the path of James Baldwin,
I am looking forward to be writing my own Greatness Book.
Some great minds shall forever remain unseizable just have a look.
Trapped into you for years now
Emprisoned in a series of apparitions and disparitions only fate can forecast
Set me free, set me free
But it shall never be!
Encaged peacock me.
I needed to inhale
And exhale
Deeply
Sometimes
In order
For me not to suffocate
Into this dark flowery pit
Which is life...
Dear Mother no sadness is left
I healed from your absence
In my hardship the second thought
Of if you were here things might have been different prevails,
But I healed,
Acceptance of your departure
Delivered me from the wrath
Of fate,
I lived your death anniversary
Like a normal day
I fixed the sea and now count the days
Surely the years,
To rejoin you,
On the other side!
I cross you today
You were bitter and ugly
Only the suit alone gave you some allure
Mr Racist you are earth bound
I realised as I look at the sky right now
That you are lower than the Stars
That shine bright in the sky
You're like a dot in the dark
While my "Star" is up there
Can you see in the Sky
And this you can't reach it,
You can't prevent my Big Star from shining
You can't prevent what God has created me to be to come to pass,
Mr Racist you little dot in the dark,
Watch my Star shine
Yes,
Watch my Star shine bright like a diamond
In this beautiful sky which
You shall never reach
For you are an earth bound sore!
#notoracism
I am a silenced volcano
Not even dormant
For my magma is still bubbling and boiling
Actively in my midst
I have some dormant brothers and sisters in America, Africa and all over this world
My thick walls and crater
Are just getting prepared for my great day
We'll all speak and voice out
Where true Dominance lies
Tic - toc, tickle me not!
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