poor children of the world die and cry in tears
they have seen the hell that you and I fear.
from **** to poverty to nothing to eat.
sleeping in the ground with no shelter or clothe to wear.
they smile even if you give them a pen to write.
he thinks that pen will change his life although he has no paper to write on.
they appreciate the simplest of things which we think is weird and strange.
when you are poor you will understand what they feel.
they drink ***** water and eat food from the trash.
they live this life just to survive.
you look at there eyes and you see hope they hold.
they think they will be able to inspire the world.
will it worked they got us admire there strength.
millions of charities are given to these children but we still see them suffer and die.
how many of these money actually reach.
i was watching the red nose day who gathered 4 billion pounds in the end to say 60% Tax and the rest is charity.
they feed us this nonsense of how they care and take our money to provide for themselves.
what devils are we dealing with in this world.
how can your soul provide you with this bravery to say it goes for children when you know a lot of that money is in the governments pocket.
Funny how people care the real people try to make a difference without the need of getting paid.
God help these children and give them the strength to battle there illness.

I just want to write a poem no one ever thought of writing
It must have the same effects as walking on the moon
It must trend faster than a meteor as it  hurdles through cyber space

I refused to love any man, who dislikes my poetry,
My man must support my passion ..
not only the warmth of my body
but the passion within this poetess, my secretive mind he must be able to balance:
Without wondering why a woman like me is so naturally secretive
I am always embracing the dark side of my creativity
Dropping little hints here and there throughout the years,

Sidney   J. Harris once said something that left pondering thoughts
He said “When he hears somebody sighs,
'Life is hard,' he’s always tempted to ask them, 'Compared to what?'
I would simply say dog-gone it: Compared to struggling poets whose tries to make a living as a writer

While an upcoming rapper like Chief Keef
signed a several-million dollar deal
with offending lyrics in today music industries:

I just want to write a poem no one ever thought of writing,
With lots of intense emotion bursting through each line:
Because a poem can’t exist without a poet's multiple voices
and most of all his divine missions

They call it war of peace,
Yet the pebbles on the road shudder with violence,

They call it war of solutions,
Yet people are running out of options,

Less a neighbourhood everyday,
Less a family every hour,

The call it the war for second chances,
Yet the brushes of bruises never dissapear,

They call it a war of retribution,
Yet this is nothing but false accusation,

They call it a war of victory,
Yet time is drowning in misery,

They call it war of overcoming fears,
Yet dread thickens our atmosphere;
nightmare, now inevitable future,

They call it a war for another sunrise,
Yet the blood on lillies  seems to thicken,

They call it a war of success,
Oh please; tell that to the oppressed

It's okay,
If youre keeping the tears at bay,
It's okay,
To feel betrayed,
It's okay,
If you want to ask him why,
It's okay,
If you can't keep it inside,
It's okay,
If your mind's wandering into the empty milky way,
Its okay,
If the mountains echo with your cries,
But it's not okay,
To be okay with it.

Its crazy that love is a silent killer.
it eats up your soul for dinner.
you become consumed with its essence.
you can't think rationally when love is in presence.
when you heart breaks.
your whole body shakes
you feel there is no more light.
Darkness is the only thing on sight.
you think about her and about her beautiful delight.
your tears flow like a wave that will never stop.
you think did she love me right.
Did I deserve to go through all of this pain and sacrifice.
Nothing will make her come back no mater the price.
hope you have a great life and enjoy the love that made me lose my life