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Victor Marques May 2024
Com ousadia universal em vida,
Amaste tua terra querida .
Tua família e amigos que aqui estão,
Te  lembram com saudade e emoção.


Exemplo de lealdade e bem querer
Te fizeram assim viver.
Com sonhos e anseios como todos nós,
Foste amado por esposa, filhos netos e  avós .

Ser humano de honestidade exemplar,
Seu querido pai Amilcar quero lembrar.
E que todos os seus descendentes,
O amem hoje , amanhã e  sempre.

Mereces que  o teu berço Tua seja sempre divulgado,
O teu sorriso sempre  lembrado,
Que  o bom Deus no paraíso te tenha abençoado,
E o teu  nome fique hoje imortalizado.

Victor Marques.
iamnoone Mar 2017
"To burn with desire and keep quiet about it
Is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves."
                                            Frederico Garcia Lorca

Unquestionably difficult,
Bordering on dispair,
To non-project boundless feelings of fondness
Whence found something so rare
As love....
Immeasurable disallusion, disappointment,
Excruciatingly frustrating experiencing
The blatant non-recognition.
I need a bloodletting...an explosive
Immediate relief
Of a deeply personal need to voice an anguish
That is perhaps greater than the anguish itself.
kevin Sep 8
Feep flowing
Shoes rit runners
Know w
All bin
Taste *******
Fort y
Take a double minor
Ear at bluffed
Hoover high now
News do woosy
Chris be that name
Hinde your gardens
Esq tar crustle
Policy

Policy
#getbenny #kxngcrooked #kendricklamar #joebudden #eminem #royceda59 #jayz

I'm a public man Cole

Syracuse come with

My brothers headquarters
The Generals Estate Big Reserves

Yvette Garcia
When silent time stills
As fix as rend
Lilting embrace
In want
Havana's seventh sorrows
Shantee in brail
Copyright © kevin mathenia | Year Posted 2025

Kendall more the difficult good questions

Damian, poetry Yvette wanted to know who you are

It was autumn
Before the round
Something shivered
Tools wasn't full
Vans change, tools out strange the work
All damseled
In respite
Shane apprehension grovel
Lost beside his print
Finding his father's name
April,  too new city managers
Yorks and shires bereaved
I wasn't your only father's rent
The war counted on better rays
Rates add fits
In byes gondolas say
To write wrongs
Haven't worried sensibly
The round became my leaving board
A pond as his mother's springs
She sheltered little in life
Deathly burden to me
Manhattan Surrender my moons light
Copyright © kevin mathenia | Year Posted 2025

Hi Melissa
Fide et Amore
Kev

We shall shell our ash
Invoke resentment at two harbors
Diving for sheepshead soon again my love
Say hello to Charlie and Tommy

Dog dayz on YouTube

YouTube
#yvettecubnancookiegarcia #sagerickson #sealtooth #melissamarquardt #damianmarley #kendalljenner #jennahaze #kalimurphy #sashagrey

Melissa and Kalani wakeboard is great video Mila

Hi Kalani
When eating with Brian Frederico
Say nothing
He's illiterate high school
s
Jason and Brian Frederico
The pipeline posse
Oh no

Jenna? More torn? Or wrong impression....

A Zoe city sculptures poem

Yvette is friendly
She didn't plan on growing up soo tall

She's the Porto's staff

Life is exhausting
And the slimey outfits of death
Are for to not get hot plate *******

Taryn that's my environmental juliard class
Qualyxian Quest Feb 2023
The poet must set aside his lillies
For the sake of his people
Who are in search of lillies.

         - Frederico Garcia Lorca
Qualyxian Quest Feb 2023
American Christianity very American
Will not last the Night
Frederico Garcia Lorca
New York City slight

Leaving Liverpool
Californ I A
Sweet Loretta Modern
No Nay Never Nay

A few months in Dublin
A couple weeks in the UK
3 days in Vienna
4 years in Taipei

I'm a Travelin' Man
But now this little town
I might die in Santa Fe
Off like a prom gown

                 Ole!
Qualyxian Quest Sep 2020
The poet must set aside his lillies
For the sake of his people
Who are in search of lillies.

     - Frederico Garcia Lorca
Qualyxian Quest Aug 2020
The poet must set aside his lillies
For the sake of his people
Who are searching for lillies

         - Frederico Garcia Lorca

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