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Torin 3d
How could learning how to let someone love you be so personal
When its like the rain?
Everyone feels it fall
But not everyone feels it the same

Some take no notice and move along
Some hear the rain falling on the roof as a song

Some see the lighting before it strikes
Some hear only thunder
But still others...

Some scurry for cover

And still others
Still there's others that dance

So howl at me wind if you would like
Bend the limbs of the trees that line the streets
Move swiftly as you must
Soft upon my skin
I've been waiting long before
The storm ever began

And I've been dancing ever since
I've been dancing
Its been too long since I had an onion ring. I like the big thick ones that are fresh cut. Flaky yet crispy, the crisper the better. And I like when they are fresh out of the fryer and very greasy. Maybe some thousand island dressing as dipping sauce. Mmmmm sounds delicious. I could sure go for some about right now
Betty Apr 13
A shiny halo can work loose
and when it slips
it becomes a noose
your sainthood lasts until the day
the rest of us see your boots of clay!
If you feel hopeless and lost
Don't panic
Anxiety disorders can pass
They love you
I wish you could see it
Since you can't feel it
Look at the Bright Side
And never lose sight
If you're insomniac
Count your days
You can't count them all
Like the stars of heaven
Make some for me on the comment section.
Naveen Malhotra Oct 2020
O Musk deer
Enchanted by
The essence of your musk
You wander far and wide
In jungles
In search of it
How far you are from yourself
Difficult it is to determine
O man
Like Musk deer
You wander
Here and there
In search of essence
Of your life
You are
No further
From yourself
Than the musk
From musk deer
It's just difficult for you to determine
Your distance from yourself
And most difficult to cover it
Safana Aug 2020
It's our day,
harken back
to our
progenitor
who spread the
the seed of our
Becoming,
A legend who
let fearless man
to fear,
A prince who
left his crown
For a war invasion,
A great, who caused
100 million
natives and
homesteaders,
he was an instituter
of religion and
culture, he was
a constructor
of the,
North and south
East and west,
Nigeria and Niger
Ivory cost and Benin
Cameroon and Sudan
Chad and Ghana
Eritrea and Togo
Congo and Gabon
Algeria and Burkina Faso,
with or more
100 million speakers
of Hausa language.

was a hero,
Named BAYAJIDDA
Abu yazid bn Abdullahi
son of king of Baghdad
True Hausa state ( Hausa Bakwai) Daura, Biram, Gobir, Kano, Katsina, Rano, and Zaria (Zazzau)



Hausa Outline satellite (Banza Bakwai)Zamfara, Kebbi, Yauri, Gwari, Nupe, Kororofa (jukun) and Yoruba,
Peter Rogers Aug 2020
I play songs that make me happy
I play songs to keep me down
I play songs to keep me laughing
like you’re here
But who’ll hear me laughing out loud?

I had friends I could speak my mind to
I had friends that couldn’t care
I had friends that I did wrong to
in high school
And college, boy was I even there?

We had fun, you and I did
We had fun apart from ourselves
We had fun when we were younger and tighter      
together, so why
Did we run from our wealth?

We were silly, inside and outside
We were silly simply for a laugh
We were silly to think you’d get over it
and were silly
To think it would last

You’re still here and so am I, friend
You’re still here only in a different town
You’re still here and time is your friend
let’s end this and
Make amends while we’re still around

You’re afraid, how do you think I feel?
You’re afraid and I’m nervous myself
You’re afraid of the future
and past hurts
We can heal after we forgive ourselves
Oh yes, we can heal after we forgive ourselves
song from the EP - Apart from Ourselves
Sharon Miedema Aug 2020
Last night I went to a closed down circus in the city.
A sad clown came up to me.
He kissed me till I had his red lips.
A kiss from a clown is so bold and bright red.
After that you cannot possibly look sad.

So I will go back another night to see if he would be there again.
In my dream later he tells me that this was something between me and him.
Next time bring your tutu dress and I will wear my best suit.
We'll be dancing all night and I'll promise to make your lips bright red.

As I write it all down after last night I hear the neighbours wake up too.
I paint my eyes like his eyes, at least I try to.
But I can't seem to get it right.
So what will I do about tonight?
I shed a little tear, I feel so helpless.
But then I notice it looks good now and I put on the tutu dress.

I take a bus to the city and stare somewhere.
The sad clown must be already waiting there.
At the empty circus.
To give me a clowny kiss.
Only his.

I call for him as I pass the entrance.
Sad clown, sad clown, I'm here for romance.
And so we dance.
Like it's the last night.
It will be the last night...
Red lips, red stains, red, all red, red red, pain.
Don't leave me bleeding, but he goes running as I am dying.
10-08-20
Sirad Jul 2020
Where are you from?
My answer is
Does it matter?
This question requires a five part answer

Where are you from?
When you say from?
Do you mean -
The road travel by me or my mom?

Where are you from?
If I say Somalia?
Will you leave it there?
Or ask me if I belong to the north, east or the south?  

Where you from, your accent is unfamiliar?
I know, language is imperative
when you're lost.

Where are you from?
The answer is nowhere
I am stranger to places
no matter where I call home.
Nat Lipstadt Oct 2013
Ask Peter Pan!

Lives of make believe,
Pretty **** good!
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