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Sitting and talking
In full concern and interest
This old man opened his heart ,
"My son,listen and listen keenly
Bow or be on your knees and kneel
For respect you give,
Do not fight the aged
For old is gold..
Humility pays,
Be careful to keep your secrets
Or your kitten will be eaten
And your house brought to disorder ,
Keep love in your heart
And don't go past the gate when you mess
Kindly back and apologize"
Just for ten minutes
And I was lost...
For parables he spoke
Loi! loi! loi!
the children sing
Hey **!hey **!
they swing
Hurray! Hurray!
They win!
They win!
The children's innocence's make me love all they do
Good morning everyone ?
Mrs Morning phrase
Who in dear concern
Of her pupils,
Came the first one every morning
To great us,
To share her last night dream
To make us think like analysts
Always reminding us how life was tough
And how we should respond and too,be tough
For she believed that
"Success belong to the tough only"
Those who persevere
Whose severe headache gave them strength to move on,
As she constantly said,
"Press on my kids ,when life turn hard,
Press even harder .
When things don't seem to happen,
Press again the hardest
Say all is well
See that all is well
And soon the wall shall weaken
The power of your hardworking
Shall pay you then,
And alright shall all be."
She talked like a mother
Perhaps she was one...
She was simple
She made great of my tender age
And guess what?
Her lessons thrives in me.
So call me hard
I always survive my challenges
Even those people believe,
Could be higher,invincible to me.
Pick something
Stir up somebody
And earn eternal wish of thankful heart
Like Mrs Morning .
To all who transform somebody's live
Palm on the cheek
Wondering over my next week
Will my body remain weak?

Skin complexion turned yellow
Especially near my elbow
Will I get medicine in Moscow?

Brain full of questions
Rhetoric kind of questions
Will problems come to completion?

To sum it all I am alone
Pondering all over my bone
Will supper be made of this scone?
When it comes to difficult situation consulting is not an option,it is the only choice .
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A week old,
Seven days like gold
Meeting young and old
Whose poems are worth gold.
Before,I  was cold
But this page made me bold
Now,I think like a poet
Act like a one
And write like one !
A round of applause for me?
Let me see it...
Will soon be back to check it.
Welcome me
A week old,
Seven days like gold
Meeting young and old
Whose poems are worth gold.
Before,I  was cold
But this page made me bold
Now,I think like a poet
Act like a one
And write like one !
A round of applause for me?
Let me see it...
Will soon be back to check it.
Welcome me
in the pleasure of discovering
words rhymes rhythms
i'm a gluttonous poet.

day and night
bite of my growing appetite
makes me sink low

i don't notice
broken pieces
shattered peaces
around me

i breathe in writing
eat and drink
poetry

crazed obsessed stressed
my poetry
like any other debauchery
is an escape ride
someplace to hide

i'm a poet
subservient
to the pleasures of words rhymes rhythms.
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