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Fulfill your dreams,
Then and only then you shall die in peace
We both picked up a pen to tell our love for each other
Somehow
I am the only one who ran out of ink.
Best are those whom you meet by chance
when you cared less and free from heart
everyone stood equal and no one apart
it was easy moving with flow with no draft

through the happy and through the sad
from chirpy loud to silence
you withstood by me
immense patience bottled inside you had

nothing did I leave to not turn you upset
out of mind and puzzled in my own quest
like a rock in cold and night
I am indebted with your gestures of not taking a flight

I have never seen discontentment in you
you had been so constant in my life
Words fall short to explain somethings
so I'll just say a Thanks to you



Manisha
  Aug 2015 Akinbodewa Rachael
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Life - the period between birth and death.

The rising of the Sun comes with the fulness of life; the replenishing of that which was lost.

Just like the spring comes with the green, flowers spring forth, so the beauty of life comes forth, rejuvinating that which was dead.

I've come to realise that life is quite blissful.
I've found out that what we do everyday and what we classify as "normal" is "phenomenal" if you take a closer look.

I've discovered that even if you're not exactly where you would like to be, that doesn't mean that right now life isn't beautiful.

We're constantly surrounded by wonders, but we become insensitive because they come so gracefully and seamlessly.

Have you ever thought of how fascinating, the air we breath in and out? Do you think before you breath? You don't right? It just happens. Isn't it amazing?

Every breath and every moment that's creating the opportunity for you to be alive, is a miracle, that's the beauty of life.

I've also seen that, there's no ordinary and extraordinary moment. All i see is beauty everywhere.

If you understand this, you can look at ordinary objects and find beauty in it's existence.

If you understand this, you can see a pile of rotting compost and realise that within that organic waste lies the possibility of a garden of flowers.


The beauty of life is about the victories won.
The beauty of life is about problems solved.
The beauty of life is about appreciating the world around.
For me, it is about creating something out of nothing;
For me, the Beauty of life is about making the impossible possible;

It's placing value on happiness.
Open your eyes, for life is beautiful..
Oh the tears
Oh the pain
Oh the anguish
The suffering of the people
With their sorrowful heart
Broken to pieces by wickedness
Smothered and shredded
Afflicted and forsaken
Seeking peace and comfort
Calling out to whoever
Crying out for help
But all to no avail

I dwell in self gratification
I live in a conceited world
My words are to your derision
Denunciation is my motto
I care less about the world around me
Stinginess lies in my marrow
I am aroused by an inordinate desire for greatness
Treachery lies in my heart
I am impenitent and obdurate
I am consumed by my profane thoughts

And yet I say
I am chosen nation
A royal priesthood
A peculiar person
Dwelling in Glory and Splendor
Enjoying the Goodness of The Almighty
Not minding the world around me
Ignoring their cries
Overlooking their pains
Oblivious to their anguish
Though I know the way to peace
And God as made me a light of the world
I covert this light for myself alone
**My selfish deeds
I am happy when you fail
I am glad when you fall
I am joyous when you are broken
My selfish thoughts

I want all for myself
I want all by side
I want what is yours
My selfish desires

Oh, I had no choice
Oh, it was a mistake
Oh, it just happened
My selfish deeds

I am full of zeal
I am full of ambitions
I am full of  excitement
All to a selfish end
I may not always say it
I may not always do it
I may not always  show it
But my heart beats for you

Thousands of miles away
Several Kilometers apart
Over the seas and oceans
My heart beats for you

When the day is gone and the dark night approaches
When the wind is calm and nature is at rest
When the birds are no longer singing
What keeps me company is my heart beats for you

My heart beats when you smile
My heart beats when you whisper
My heart beats when you touch
My heart beats when you are close or far

Nothing can compare to the rhythm of my heart for you
My racing heart is forever singing your love
My love for you is as real as my beating heart
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