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Life is like a puzzle,
A game you cannot lose.

It requires patience and perseverance,
It also takes understanding.

It takes years for the pieces to fall into place,
But just one little fall...
One measly little falll,
Can cause the pieces to fall apart,
And plunge you into the depths of hell.
My world
Your world
Toes curled
Heads swirled
Ever evolving
Changing, revolving
Sensitisation to your surroundings
Habituation to all that is around
Life’s experiences we all endure
And elation and what’s more
Life is life
The worlds your oyster
Our home, our cloister
This is our world!
This is out of one of my poetry books published 2010
it hurts that everything you ever said wasn't real
and I believed it with all my heart
-only to realize when it was too late and I was all-consumed by your lies.
 Jun 2020 arthur samuel papa
Oka
Gazing up to the starry sky
It's all beauty I can not deny
But it's not up where my thoughts fly
It has always been you, but I'm too shy
Paint your skin
with pretty lies

let the bristles disguise
the parts of yourself

you hope no one sees.
Paint your skin,

leave nothing uncovered
disguise yourself

with perfection, indifference, and sarcasm-
they are the pigments you will use

to paint your skin
with pretty lies.
I don't like brief talks.
I like long conversations.
About anything and everything.
Provided they are
long and deep
and they are had with,
the right Woman.
Long conversations are priceless,
especially when the Woman,
has a Beautiful Mind
and a Passionate Soul.
It's the Twenty First Century,
way of making Love.
 Jun 2020 arthur samuel papa
Lala
Sit alone,
Stand alone.
Talk to someone
In the mirror
The devil I see
No, that is me.
It cracks and breaks
Because of my face.
the reflection,
Too overwhelming to take.


Eat alone,
Sleep alone.
Crowd isolated,
Own my own.
On the bed,
Roll to my left
Vacant, vacant,
No one is there.


Walk alone,
Fight alone.
Talk, and talk,
Don't say enough.
Hush, and hush,
You say too much.
In a fist
Hands shall be,
On your face
It will stick.


Live alone,
Be alone.
Laughing, laughing,
It's not mine.
Crying, crying,
Those are mine.
I'm alone,
All alone.
Human interaction is all I need.
Carry me, far far away
to the places in my dreams.
Reality’s just somewhere to visit
where nothing is, as it seems
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