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A large portion of the universe perceive death as the finish line In a long race of a human beings existence Connection between ambiances seems to have reached its limits Our minds are cleared of the deceased as we can never see them again But that factor shall certainly not reflect upon us Death the mother of all the cries of our ripped hearts Eradicating my loved one into a different dimension That surely does not mean it is the end of our association Deceased or not our bond shall continue to exist as we always planned Tender love and care shall always be offered even in your resting place Memories will not only be relieved in the past but also in the future You might be removed from the Earth but not in my temperament Though years might go by without physically seeing you Spiritually and emotionally your presence will be visible at all times within me Just like old times when I made your bed well Even in your resting place I shall clean and make sure you sleep well forever
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Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 8:20 AM UTC
POEM: TILL DEATH DO US APART
Notice the difference between before and after your presence, weigh the after effects of the termination of the bond between binary ambiances which resulted from not appreciating. Evaluate the conditions of our hearts during the juncture of the best love affair we have ever got into. Feelings extracted from deep within the sentiment is what I always offered you. Give yourself time to realise that you were never grateful, no matter what I offered to you it was just not good enough since it was below the standards you put for yourself based on the beauty you possess.   Love, affection is what I offered at all times but material possessions remains to be the root cause of your love for a guy. Sadly, I never had what you wanted but I had what you deserved and that is love. Expressing the conditions of my heart is now futile because the heart that withheld true feelings for you was tossed in the mud and thrown in the trash bin by you who was supposed to treasure it. Communicating with you is like visiting the graveyard to shred tears on my special one who is extinct from this Earth. Whether I cry or not the situations remains constant, you are dead to me. Taking away everything I had in a wonderful home which existed deep within you. I am leaving and opening space for another man who will be brave enough to accept your behaviour because I can’t.   Inflicting the same pain you caused me when I always believed that you were miss right but never did I know that you would only serve to teach me that a book cannot be judged on its cover. Never will I make the same mistake ever again when I meet the one who holds much beauty. Your presence made me acknowledge the availability of a mask a woman can have on her face yet evil inside. Going home back to my original roots where I never met you. Meeting you was not a mistake and I appreciate the lesson you taught me but you deserve nothing but heartache.   Letting go of the thought in my mind that you would grow up to be the mother of my children and the daughter in law of my mother who would love you as much as I did. Oppressed deep within is how you made me feel everyday but I am wide awake, realising my worth on this Earth and I deserve much more than what you offer. Voices in my head screaming there’s no beauty that exists in the world which is more radiant than that of which you possess of but I am not going to consider such because beauty exists everywhere. Everything we had was just a fluke and I can safely walk away from this household that I received a blind eye when I was ought to be cared for, loved and cherished by you whom I loved.
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Jul 27, 2017
Jul 27, 2017 at 4:01 PM UTC
POEM: DESERVE NOTHING BUT HEARTACHE
Notice the difference between before and after your presence, weigh the after effects of the termination of the bond between binary ambiances which resulted from not appreciating. Evaluate the conditions of our hearts during the juncture of the best love affair we have ever got into. Feelings extracted from deep within the sentiment is what I always offered you. Give yourself time to realise that you were never grateful, no matter what I offered to you it was just not good enough since it was below the standards you put for yourself based on the beauty you possess.   Love, affection is what I offered at all times but material possessions remains to be the root cause of your love for a guy. Sadly, I never had what you wanted but I had what you deserved and that is love. Expressing the conditions of my heart is now futile because the heart that withheld true feelings for you was tossed in the mud and thrown in the trash bin by you who was supposed to treasure it. Communicating with you is like visiting the graveyard to shred tears on my special one who is extinct from this Earth. Whether I cry or not the situations remains constant, you are dead to me. Taking away everything I had in a wonderful home which existed deep within you. I am leaving and opening space for another man who will be brave enough to accept your behaviour because I can’t.   Inflicting the same pain you caused me when I always believed that you were miss right but never did I know that you would only serve to teach me that a book cannot be judged on its cover. Never will I make the same mistake ever again when I meet the one who holds much beauty. Your presence made me acknowledge the availability of a mask a woman can have on her face yet evil inside. Going home back to my original roots where I never met you. Meeting you was not a mistake and I appreciate the lesson you taught me but you deserve nothing but heartache.   Letting go of the thought in my mind that you would grow up to be the mother of my children and the daughter in law of my mother who would love you as much as I did. Oppressed deep within is how you made me feel everyday but I am wide awake, realising my worth on this Earth and I deserve much more than what you offer. Voices in my head screaming there’s no beauty that exists in the world which is more radiant than that of which you possess of but I am not going to consider such because beauty exists everywhere. Everything we had was just a fluke and I can safely walk away from this household that I received a blind eye when I was ought to be cared for, loved and cherished by you whom I loved.
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A large portion of the universe perceive death as the finish line In a long race of a human beings existence Connection between ambiances seems to have reached its limits Our minds are cleared of the deceased as we can never see them again   But that factor shall certainly not reflect upon us Death the mother of all the cries of our ripped hearts Eradicating my loved one into a different dimension That surely does not mean it is the end of our association   Deceased or not our bond shall continue to exist as we always planned Tender love and care shall always be offered even in your resting place Memories will not only be relieved in the past but also in the future You might be removed from the Earth but not in my temperament   Though years might go by without physically seeing you Spiritually and emotionally your presence will be visible at all times within me Just like old times when I made your bed well Even in your resting place I shall clean and make sure you sleep well forever
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Jul 27, 2017
Jul 27, 2017 at 7:04 PM UTC
POEM: TILL DEATH DO US APART
The long awaited days are now over, Overcame tests and trials put in place along my entire belief system, Tried to open chain locked doors but fate never allowed me, Considering every pain I endured the Deity was at all times present, Living in a world of my own yet I land in someone’s arms when I fall, All thanks goes to the ultimate prayer I never stopped believing in.   Embarking on a short trip of my own heading towards Nirvana, King amongst Kings waits patiently for his Prince at the golden gate, A smile upon his face, appreciating the job I accomplished on Earth, My imperfections are erased from his eyes because of my daily work,  Living a double life in equal share, one for me the other one for IDOL, My revenue is seeing ambiances on Earth adoring their life without grievances
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Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 10:57 PM UTC
POEM: PARADISE BY: SENSATIONAL LUMMITOR