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Drowsy fantasies
The world is harshLife is toughIn the heat of the hustleThere’s always that longingFor some form of escapeFrom harsh realitiesI turn to musicMusic turns meTo my imaginationsAnd my imaginationsTurn me to myselfI reach deep insideAnd awaken drowsy fantasiesForetelling possibilitiesThat can grow into realitiesGiven the proper nurture
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Moving poetry
Sometimes I sit beforeA blank sheet, wonderingWhat to put downPerhaps emptiness tooIs poetryAnd a blank mindA powerful proseBut how many would seeThe beautyIf I left the pages blankI fearMy script might be misinterpretedAnd I myself, misunderstoodBut I am determined to paintMy thoughtsHowever darkHowever brightMy hands shall always beIn motionFor such motion createsMoving poetry
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Negative Vibes
I hear a knockI think it’s EnockI smell troubleI see him mumbleI touch my doorknobHesitating, as my heart throbsI feel negative vibesI know something is not right
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The Outcast (Page 27)
On Monday, we started school. Our new driver drove us to school, but dad went with us to ensure that the teachers recognized us and allowed us into our various classrooms. Mom prepared some rice and beef stew. By now, we had new lunch boxes and she served us. We were to take the rice…
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Earn your name with respect
Earn your name with respectTurn your pain into successYearn for fame, not regretsTell your tales, they impressSet the pace for the rest When your face is depressedAnd your game is shatteredAnd your days are numberedAnd you’re labeled a bastardLearn the mistakes, start afresh https://wp.me/paf3ao-k7w
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We harm ourselves
We create our own problems. We sowed the seeds of what we’re harvesting today. We create mess for ourselves. And though we know that what we’re doing has terrible implications, we cannot stop the habit we’ve become accustomed to. It even seems fun destroying ourselves. But how long can we keep doing this? These days…
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University students
On our university campus, I can easily tell which level a student belongs to by his or her looks. First year students always look lost. They’re always asking for directions to various departments and hostels, even when they’re already standing at those places. Some can be seen staring at magnificent buildings on campus. Those ones…
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The Outcast (Page 26)
It was Sunday. I noticed everywhere I’ve lived that, Sundays were always different from the other days of the week. The weather was usually cool and calm. The roads were often empty or less busy. And many shops were closed. You find groups of families at restaurants, beaches or on the compound of their homes,…
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Religious people
I hate religious people. Oh, by “religious”, I mean people who have distorted perceptions of what their faith means. More specifically, I’m referring to Christians who still have a lot to learn about what true Christianity means. I give you specific examples. I once had roommates who were very religious. At dawn while I’m trying…
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So much more
A vast universeOf wonders and magicSo much to exploreSo much to devourWhy live a lifeSqueezed into a bottleWhen there’s so much spaceToWonderDanceSingEatImagineCreate As you stand at the shoreListening to seaside whispersCan you feel the inspirationTo be so much more?
Diary of a Wanderer 