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Times are getting hard, my woman,
money is getting scarce.
Will you give your hand, my woman
let us leave this place.
wave goodbye to Everyone,
Guess this is what it takes.

Will you hold my hand,
Tell me you wanna stay
Gonna leave this land today
cannot bear this flay
you would be my true love,
We can make anywhere home.
After going through a rough phase, the poet decides to leave the place to find a new start. He asks the love of his life to follow him to find a new place.
seychelles May 2017
they once told me...
Walking until nowhere to go,
keep going until you got so low,
don’t afraid that you gonna blow,
nothing would happen if you just go with the flow.

so I...
Trying hard, try my best to achieve,
trying so much that I missed so many sleep,
trying so much til’ people called me a working creep,
trying much, didn’t know I dug in too deep.

while I...
Giving all my thoughts and my fits,
didn’t realize me and my luck has split,
thinking I should have realized since I was a kid,
that how hard is it to take a hit.

but...
I’m too tired and too exhausted,
feeling like hanging by loosing thread,
feeling like I am just good as the dead,
and right now all I do is blaming on my faith.
so this is my first poem to be put out here, sorry for any mistake here...
   so I wrote this poem when I was having a hard time during my admission exam, that time I was so blue and didn't have anyone to talk to and then while listening to Eminem's songs, the thought came up that even others had hard time in their lives too and they have many ways to express how they feel so why don't I try something and I did! so there will be more poem out here soon :D Thank you for reading all this til' here.    -seychellessch-
Mane Omsy Oct 2016
Her face light up my energy
Skip the tensions I bear
And when she smiles simply
It makes me want to kiss her

I'll tell her she's so beautiful
When she lay on my chest
After what we've been grateful
A new life forth, a new guest
Love you my queen xoxox
Moks Sulayman Apr 2015
Tonight I dance,
You called once,
I took that chance,
Waiting for a glance.

Tonight we walked,
You never talked,
Since then i thought
"I waited and rot".

Tonight I listen,
You had suspicions,
And gave me conditions,
In the end you left me

Because of traditions
I honestly dont know what ive been doing. I dont even know what im writing. Im having a hard time. But i hope i could surpass this

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