Wah Gwan, mi bredda, long time no see, Yuh presence rare like a moon inna di daylight, truly a sight fi see. Wah Gwan, inna di yard, dominoes a slap, bassline a rock, Music loud and clear, unity inna di air, wi nuh need no clock boi everyrthing lock Wah Gwan, as every soul deh […]
It’s strange how your presence stirs something deep within me, How just the sight of you shifts the rhythm of my day. It’s curious how you calm my restless heart, Yet, with a glance, you unravel my nerves. It’s strange how much I crave your time, When solitude has always been my refuge. I’m content
In the night emerges a fragile, tender sight, Warmth and touch, known and felt just by being near you, A paper heart, delicate yet a beacon of light and hope, Afraid to love deeply, my mind, body, and soul tremble at the thought of loving you. A love, intense and sometimes daunting, Can oppress and
The Cloud is out It stood out Oh, it is just a beautiful day Oh the way I feel I just got to keep this real No denying that this is surreal It is just a beautiful day
When I lay me to sleep And I close my eyes Her face is the one That haunts me at nights Her spirit hold my heart As my thoughts roams and chants She holds me captive by her charm Flickered lights and a squeaking door Often leaves me crying on the floor So much for
A mere two weeks old and unborn You’ve stilled my soul – and warmed my heart That’s “amazing” personified …inside Simply, a work of art A mere masterpiece to behold He is, He was…He always will be For He’s the greatest artist The world have ever seen His work is timeless The very best we’ve
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I write, In silence and in speech, I sing—off-key, but free, In simple walks, I find my reach. Avoiding conflict, seeking peace, Through words, diplomacy I preach. Not every battle finds its cease, In conversation or in peace. When I sing, to the Lord I reach, In prayer, my thoughts, to Him, I leech. He
Pen to paper, I attempt to encapsulate my journey. Take forever, multiply by eternity, Yet, time insufficient for healing emerges. Oh, the pain runs deep, Wounds profound, and the hurt, starkly real. Unshaken, undefeated, I stand; I’ll cry and bleed, acknowledgment without denial. Though wounds are deep and the pain, undeniable, Inspiration takes root in
A poem of love and light, For those who seek it day and night. A poem of courage and strength, To help you go the extra length. A poem of hope that won’t cease, To help you find your inner peace. A poem of courage and love, To bring you peace from up above. A
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In the midst of chaos and strife, One may feel small, a mere life. But change can happen, it’s not just a dream, One person can make a difference, it may seem. Through deeds of kindness and love, The world can be lifted above. Each action taken, big or small, Contributes to the greater call.
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