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This wish is for
you who cares,
the wish is for
you who peeps
into my heart,
to see what
lies deep beneath
within it,
the one who
is so courageous
and has taken
the time out
to find a seat
even when there's
an earthquake within.
A happy heart
with good feelings,
that is what i
meant by that wish.
Wishing you the
very best life
can give,
the amazing sweet
awesomeness life
can offer you.
The beginning of
something uniquely
magnificently and
beautifully new
will arise to meet you.
Let the start of
a new dawn
emerge for you.
May it enfold
you in it's
***** and have
the fruits to
bless your life.
May your roots
be refreshed and
the dead leaves
of your life
start to sprout again.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
The
Concrete
Spatial poem
Has varied shapes
Ancient kind of verse
With Traditional Shapes.
Many  vague symbolic themes.
From tapers lozenges eggs or spheres
The concrete spatial poem has varied shapes.
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the above is with a Dectina Refrain
ample
 Dec 2018 Timur Shamatov
Nissa
One look,
Unsure whether to accept it,
But after one bite,
My mind goes hazy,
It goes in different colours,
Like fireworks.
Baby,
Your love brings magic,
Your embrace leads me into a different world,
Your passionate kiss explodes in my mind,
Like a music blazing off in a club.
Baby,
Your feelings,
Every bit of you,
I cannot stop having you.
Baby, you are like a drug.
A precious drug.
In our relationship, i was addicted to your feelings. I loved how close i was to you. But i have to stop before it becomes something unhealthy. And yeah u were really like a drug to me.
Poverty is not
An individual failure.
It’s an engineered system!
Wishing all my friends a happy holidays !
I am in Haiti until January 9th . Limited access to the internet and email!
Missionary mission!
God bless.... love you all!
Harry the roofer
Is roofing no more
He lost his balance
And nearly fell to floor .
The ladder it seemed
To to go higher and higher
A voice in his head
Said its time to retire .
Fifty years he worked on heights
Climing large houses
And on building sights .
But now at the age of sixty five
He's done all he can
And he still does survive .
Harry the roofer will find it hard
With all that time on his hands
Away from folk back at the yard .
Harry says goodbye to his friends
The ones he has known for many years
All there best wishes too him they do send..
Harry the roofer will reap what he's sown
His house is now paid for
And the children have grown .
Yes Harry known as a haŕd working man
He now takes it easy spends time at home
He has bought a new car and sold his van.
One of my niebours a retired roofer.
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