Emmanuel Missebezi Poems

Sadness! Sadness!
Who loves sadness?
Certainly no one,
but that hour when there is quiteness,
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How will it be possible? When one goes madly nothing seems impossible.
Three may keep a secreat if two of them are dead, why should i do what others have done?
Yes now she is a flower, but how about that hour? , the uncovering of the flour, what will one do?
Am I the Da Vinci the mathematician? , Am I the Da Vinci the physician? Or maybe self proclaimed magician?
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Eternity friendship is but impossible,
i was five when i had John,
i was seven when i had James,
i was just ten when i had lameck.
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DID WE SEE IT COMING?
Eye dripping in the afternoon sleep!
Wondering when the misery will end.
Two times a day is really hard.
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NEVER LOOK BACK
Time comes
Time goes
Just late it go
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The world has a great ego. But why me of all lads I wonder?
A kith and kin muck about surely but why?
Anyway only the almighty knows.
Lie oh mines not.
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Pure joy comes
Everlasting memories occupy one's mind.
I hear the birds' melody in the blankets
But the stranger is all mine.
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