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    Author: IBAHDIPOET

    He who Has an eye. Let him read. And liberate your soul from fear. ~IBAHDIPOET



    Poetry

    Sophia My Desire

    MY DESIRE

    My heart rotates around your love

    For you're all I have

    You're my source of Energy

    And my centre of Isolation

    My greatest wound and speediest recovery

    My gains and my celebration

    All comes from you OH my greatest Discovery

     

    You're all I desire OH my cup cake

    Your worries turn to be my headache

    If your love was a job I wouldn't retire

    I prefer to stay in it like Abraham in the fire

    In it I find comfort like the 12 disciples around the Messiah

    You're whom my heart Desire

    I love you!!! I love you!!!

    Why the hell do I love you?

    When I don't even love myself

    Neither do I love anyone else

     

    I just don't care

    Cos when am with you every bad thing disappear

    You can hold my hands and take me any...

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    PEACE TO THE WORLD

        PEACE TO THE WORLD

    In times like this.

    We preach peace in your hearts.

    May our society never fall apart.

     

    But how shall this story ever be told

    For it is but a story so cold

    That our beautiful world went to sleep at night in ease

    Only to awaken to a great terrible and strange disease.

     

    Calamity stroke our society in its severity.

    Making humanity dwell in fear And disparity

    Pain pilled upon pain

    And agony heaped upon agony.

     

    Gracious lives kept perishing day and night worsening our plight.

     

    The nations grieved and lamented over their broken countries.

     

    For joy seamed to have withered and peace was no more.

     

    The foundations of the world is shaken

    And with atrocities we are laden.

    The clocks still counted,

    ...

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    BEHIND THE SCULL

                 MADNESSES

    A smile in sorrow washed away all care.

    Bones frozen in the sun like frozen fries.

    The magnetic eye glare at first sight,

    repels like the two opposite poles.

    Body soaked in rains.

    Whilst bathing in the sand from the midnight night till midnight.

     

    "It" is described he'

    Mr.Happy sadly smiled at us.

    A smile worse than the cry of a widow.

    Soaked to the bizarre of the wicked weathered society.

    Today tomorrow and every day is all just life for him.

     

    Will he meet the world,

    Or the world meet him.

    Will he adjust to the world

    Or the world adjust him.

    He laughs at wrong and begs his wrong to be right.

    Society wonders if he wonders if he's mad.

    If so,

    Then why wrong be seen o...

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