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Harold r Hunt Sr Dec 2014
Chuckles the elf
Santa has alot of elves at the North Pole.
But chuckles was his best elf.
Chuckles keep the Merry in Merry Christmas.
He would sing pretty song of joy.
Till one night chuckles had a sad face.
He told the other elves that people didnot believe Christmas and Santa no more.
Told Santa And Santa told him that the joy of Christmas falls on those who believe.
And those that give till they can't anymore.
He told chuckles that to say Merrychristmas to the world and those that believe will
Say it back with joy.
So MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM CHUCKLES SANTA AND ME.
Raghiba batool Aug 2014
HERE ARE THE EYES WATCHING ME GROW,
THE EYES  THAT ARE ABLE TO SEE INTO MY SOUL,
TOGATHER WE ARE CLIMBING MOUNTAINS AND MAKING IT
THROUGH THE PAIN ONLY TO FIND OUT THAT SOME DAY,
THE LIFE WOULD BE FOREVER CHANGED,
AS MOTHER HAVE GOTTEN WEAKER, I HAVE GOTTEN STRONGER
SHE ENABLED ME THAT I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF EVEN THOUGH I DIDNOT WANT TO TAKE CARE OF MYSELF BEACUSE SHE IS HERE , SHE HAD BEEN PROUD OF MY WIT,MY CONFIDENCE AND MY CHARM,
PEOPLE SAY I AM JUST LIKE HER AND I KNOW ALL ABOUT HER CHARMS,
THE EYES ARE IN MY HEART,THE EYES THAT SEE MY SOUL, HERE ARE THE EYES THOSE BEAUTIFUL EYES THAT ARE WATCHING ME GROW

I LOVE MY MOTHER ,MY HEAVEN ALOT
Brenda Mukisa Apr 2018
Am I blind for believing you
for thinking the ordinary man
flaws and is exempted
its easier to blame, the weakest link
the one who will not get backed up by society
its easier to move on
if one is not affected directly
the system didnt fail us 100%
we fail the system at 50% and it meets us almost half way
its just easier for it to be wrong
because you are another smiling little ordinary man
because you dropped out of school, produced more children than you can handle, trash or *** where ever you feel like, give and collect bribes, cheat in exams or simply fail because you didnt work harder.
Join the others when they say the system failed them
but how many of you gave your best and the system didnot come through?

better starts with me and you.
cry to Ugandans to do better.
Omar Nov 26
"I saw you standing there, i could not hold my self to stay together but i ran, i didnot care about nothing else except you, i could feel my legs bleeding but it didnot matter nothing mattered , only you did and right there when i reached just as i was holding you i realized that iam still on my bed the alarm is ringing iam late for school and you were still never mine"
iam so sorry
Mehak Dec 2017
I am writing to you this last postcard
And a part of me I am leaving inside,
See you just wanted me to depart
I 'm finally fading with the secret night.
The snowstorm is furious my dear
But I assure it heads to your way till sunrise,
I will exist but I won't be near,
Like starlight of the distant sky.
The paperweight could barely stop the pages,
To break the walls of fault
They seek for sea to drown of rage,
And let the chapter to halt.
For once I thought you 'll cling to my back
To say no to goodbye,
The only trait that you ever lacked
Is that you know but you lie.
As I stroll down the untrodden street
Reaching towards its end
The only one I didnot meet
Was my soul left to mend.
In the dingy room with all other letters
The postcard from me you will find,
And you wouldn't make things any better
Until you know it was in it ,I left myself behind.
Sure this will be the last postcard
For all my power to write is gone,
I 've justified always and it has been hard
But my case will remain as late as dawn.
And If you look for me at some place
The distance will I fear,
I wish a new love you will embrace
If it is with you , I find me near.
Brenda Mukisa Nov 2017
Maybe its all about the little things

May be its not
This life didnot come with rules and regulations

Genesis reminds us how much we ****** at them.

May be that is the point.

That you alone can decide what to become.

You alone know how you feel inside.

You alone know how far you've come.

So, become what ever you like.

Even if it means changing your mind every day.
read 2003. It explains this poem.
SNair Mar 2022
It can be ended in a day
It can be crushed in a minute
It can be submerged
If it didn't have a history
If it didn't have a story
If it didnot bewitch me
in charms of promises and poetry
If I was unable to see
The dimensionless pit of
Words and whispers and lullabies
If I could
It could've been ended in a day

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