#artsdre - Hello Poetry

EACH DAY DREAM. I dream each day I dream of uncountable nights cuddling and Playing in a wide white bed Furnished with white flowers and White balloons. I dream each day I dream of a huge home with A beautiful compound filled with Gardens with white flowers Spread all-round it. This is just a dream I'm a dreamer, I'm visionary I dream each day.

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Sep 14, 2019

Sep 14, 2019 at 6:31 PM UTC

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DREAM DAILY

EACH DAY DREAM. I dream each day I dream of uncountable nights cuddling and Playing in a wide white bed Furnished with white flowers and White balloons. I dream each day I dream of a huge home with A beautiful compound filled with Gardens with white flowers Spread all-round it. This is just a dream I'm a dreamer, I'm visionary I dream each day.

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I walked out past the door, and I Was yet to notice it had rain, block eye Slippery the ground, I fall on to hers affair, romance fair Love, started from scratch Explorable, ready to bleach a branch I was a trajectory, onto her heart I traveled. Before the rains could stop, I realized On her side was a reliable harbor, blazed Feeling dizzy by her side, sold My heart pledged, never let go, be bold I gave it an assurance, on we go We climbed every mountain, love tour And went down the river bank, through water clear I couldn't stop admiring what we had, funny? While it was with us, I wanted it all, crazy? Had served with kisses, and days out. A dream you say? Things weren't real, blurred each day Drawn on the board, that the picture wasn't sure I dreamt, I woke up, I cried, I wasn't clear She was still a crush, still couldn't touch her.

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Sep 14, 2019

Sep 14, 2019 at 6:02 AM UTC

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BLIND SPOT

I walked out past the door, and I Was yet to notice it had rain, block eye Slippery the ground, I fall on to hers affair, romance fair Love, started from scratch Explorable, ready to bleach a branch I was a trajectory, onto her heart I traveled. Before the rains could stop, I realized On her side was a reliable harbor, blazed Feeling dizzy by her side, sold My heart pledged, never let go, be bold I gave it an assurance, on we go We climbed every mountain, love tour And went down the river bank, through water clear I couldn't stop admiring what we had, funny? While it was with us, I wanted it all, crazy? Had served with kisses, and days out. A dream you say? Things weren't real, blurred each day Drawn on the board, that the picture wasn't sure I dreamt, I woke up, I cried, I wasn't clear She was still a crush, still couldn't touch her.

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I'm Aminah Ain't a minor though By age maybe, not by brains By body maybe, not heart, nor soul That's I'm not a minor Call me Aminah I don't take chances, that are evil I walk through mine only chance Setting goals that'll suite my eyes And that are achievable That's why I ***** Just call me Aminah. My presence at a music scene Ain't a fame driven step I do that to serve, to save And to show love to us all I ***** to paint a great image Ain't a minor, I'm Aminah. It doesn't show that I'm beautiful I'm just because my heart feels clean I'm because I'm kind and generous I'm because I serve the society I'm beautiful of course That's me, Aminah. Maybe that's what I was born for, The big screens in your house wall Or the one on your tablet huh Just to excite your heart big And set a scene of love there I'm the only one, Aminah.

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Sep 14, 2019

Sep 14, 2019 at 5:28 AM UTC

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Amina

I'm Aminah Ain't a minor though By age maybe, not by brains By body maybe, not heart, nor soul That's I'm not a minor Call me Aminah I don't take chances, that are evil I walk through mine only chance Setting goals that'll suite my eyes And that are achievable That's why I ***** Just call me Aminah. My presence at a music scene Ain't a fame driven step I do that to serve, to save And to show love to us all I ***** to paint a great image Ain't a minor, I'm Aminah. It doesn't show that I'm beautiful I'm just because my heart feels clean I'm because I'm kind and generous I'm because I serve the society I'm beautiful of course That's me, Aminah. Maybe that's what I was born for, The big screens in your house wall Or the one on your tablet huh Just to excite your heart big And set a scene of love there I'm the only one, Aminah.

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She's that type, Smiling in pain hype, Dancing with broken leg, And love with a hurt heart. She's that type, The one you broke hers heart, But loved with every broken piece, And loves with a bleeding heart. She's that type, Who doesn't hit you with facts, Even with **** evidence, She watches you slam her heart, And loves with a gloomy heart. She's that type, A time will come when, She can't hold it no more, But walk away with tears drying, She'll not love with a wound Anymore.

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Sep 14, 2019

Sep 14, 2019 at 5:26 AM UTC

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SHE'S THAT TYPE

She's that type, Smiling in pain hype, Dancing with broken leg, And love with a hurt heart. She's that type, The one you broke hers heart, But loved with every broken piece, And loves with a bleeding heart. She's that type, Who doesn't hit you with facts, Even with **** evidence, She watches you slam her heart, And loves with a gloomy heart. She's that type, A time will come when, She can't hold it no more, But walk away with tears drying, She'll not love with a wound Anymore.

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Xenophobia A disease downed on African land, streams of blood low Down the valley of pain not one not two Swords falling on their tongues Bullets penetrating their skins Through their heart. A meadow falling short of sweetness African Earth turned African hell Tears that flood the rivers Add up day by day It's ****** phobia Stripping and strapping the black Skin, drops of blood that's black facing The ground. Bodies of loving innocent soul Laid on the floor of African land, The land of honey now sour Seats are thorny, hot and Burns our buttocks Why all these? No black is stranger in Africa No, not black man!

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Sep 14, 2019

Sep 14, 2019 at 5:24 AM UTC

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XENOPHOBIA

Xenophobia A disease downed on African land, streams of blood low Down the valley of pain not one not two Swords falling on their tongues Bullets penetrating their skins Through their heart. A meadow falling short of sweetness African Earth turned African hell Tears that flood the rivers Add up day by day It's ****** phobia Stripping and strapping the black Skin, drops of blood that's black facing The ground. Bodies of loving innocent soul Laid on the floor of African land, The land of honey now sour Seats are thorny, hot and Burns our buttocks Why all these? No black is stranger in Africa No, not black man!

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Mama! I crave for you here It's not enough staying Alone here It breaks my heart It makes me wanna have you Every minute, mama. I walked out to his house He's loving and caring mom He gives me all I need but But can't give me one thing She can't give me your affection. He can't show me the path you did Show me, mama Mama! My husband is loving He walks home early with His beards dancing from A bright face he shows The nights are never boring in bed But, one thing he can't give you gave. Mama! He washes dishes when I'm low Drives me to a beach when bored He washes my curvy dark body But mama, the affection The feeling ain't mutual His fragrance ain't yours Mama!

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Sep 14, 2019

Sep 14, 2019 at 5:22 AM UTC

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MAMA

Mama! I crave for you here It's not enough staying Alone here It breaks my heart It makes me wanna have you Every minute, mama. I walked out to his house He's loving and caring mom He gives me all I need but But can't give me one thing She can't give me your affection. He can't show me the path you did Show me, mama Mama! My husband is loving He walks home early with His beards dancing from A bright face he shows The nights are never boring in bed But, one thing he can't give you gave. Mama! He washes dishes when I'm low Drives me to a beach when bored He washes my curvy dark body But mama, the affection The feeling ain't mutual His fragrance ain't yours Mama!

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The light shade The skin invisible Sword blown in air And necks splash blood The land of beauty filled with blood All over the ground Not spears nor arrows Sword nor machetes Not bullet nor bombs Lives shading and fading away. The African world losing sight Losing unity and love It's been turned on to a shadow of pain Striking hardworking souls On the heads Bodies lay on the tarmacs Turning it red Blood flood the way Why Why this Africa? Lost love here here.

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Sep 14, 2019

Sep 14, 2019 at 5:19 AM UTC

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XENOPHOBIC AFRICA

The light shade The skin invisible Sword blown in air And necks splash blood The land of beauty filled with blood All over the ground Not spears nor arrows Sword nor machetes Not bullet nor bombs Lives shading and fading away. The African world losing sight Losing unity and love It's been turned on to a shadow of pain Striking hardworking souls On the heads Bodies lay on the tarmacs Turning it red Blood flood the way Why Why this Africa? Lost love here here.

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This letter dives to you luck I'm tired of waiting and hoping I'm tired of getting inspired and being Promised that you'll fall by my path I'm tired of reading you in papers and Not seeing you on my calendar I'm tired and just tired luck. Days go by and the salt evaporates away My soul yearns to see you fall on to My rough hands, I've been sitting under The hot sun and the rains hit my head so Hard, but still you wouldn't show up The worms in my stomach screamed to sleep My buttocks placed on a hard surface for A long wait, but you just have no mercy Never show up again I'm break the oath I took never to Give up on you I'll rely on reality and face the rough end I'll get punched by the thorns until I see the far end of the tunnel, with light Luck, you're a disappointment You're not welcomed ever again.

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Sep 13, 2019

Sep 13, 2019 at 1:36 PM UTC

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A LETTER TO LUCK

This letter dives to you luck I'm tired of waiting and hoping I'm tired of getting inspired and being Promised that you'll fall by my path I'm tired of reading you in papers and Not seeing you on my calendar I'm tired and just tired luck. Days go by and the salt evaporates away My soul yearns to see you fall on to My rough hands, I've been sitting under The hot sun and the rains hit my head so Hard, but still you wouldn't show up The worms in my stomach screamed to sleep My buttocks placed on a hard surface for A long wait, but you just have no mercy Never show up again I'm break the oath I took never to Give up on you I'll rely on reality and face the rough end I'll get punched by the thorns until I see the far end of the tunnel, with light Luck, you're a disappointment You're not welcomed ever again.

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She's down to earth with Flourished tears flooding Her face Not seen in the lights They're only visible under her roof She doesn't talk, speak, raise She's just self centered, in cries. The floor under her roof Is ***** with litter floating On tears With written papers that have Never had any other person's sight A load of odour smell flash From the unwashed dishes, deep. She doesn't smile nor laugh Her moments filled with hallucinations She's got a craving for death As she thinks she deserves not The next day, not even today Depressed, suicide driven Facing her dream bed, six feet down.

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Sep 13, 2019

Sep 13, 2019 at 1:36 PM UTC

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FROWN SHE

She's down to earth with Flourished tears flooding Her face Not seen in the lights They're only visible under her roof She doesn't talk, speak, raise She's just self centered, in cries. The floor under her roof Is ***** with litter floating On tears With written papers that have Never had any other person's sight A load of odour smell flash From the unwashed dishes, deep. She doesn't smile nor laugh Her moments filled with hallucinations She's got a craving for death As she thinks she deserves not The next day, not even today Depressed, suicide driven Facing her dream bed, six feet down.

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