Jacob macharia

With cries overwhelming,
Smiles slowly seizing,
Friends always mocking,
And hope seemingly ceasing,
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To the sky well moonlit,
She stared to the stars right,
Never allowing the obscuring light,
To come in between her sight, .
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You showed me your smile,
It’s Magic and light,
Though time was for a while,
It shone still so bright.
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Let me sing of His glory,
He who maintains my joy,
In my trials He gave me victory,
And enough reasons to pray.
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Wake me up when it’s all over,
When my guts fall low,
When my vow surpasses,
When my intimacy rebounds,
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Just like the finger-prints, we are unique.
Created, purposed and endorsed differently.
You can try to impersonate or imitate me,
But the main self lies deep in me.
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A hero born, a hero dies.
Actions cherished, others practiced.
Way back in time, our forefathers fought,
Their relentless duties gave us freedom.
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He stood in awe,
With that weird feeling,
Succumbed by being queer,
Of what nature clothed him with,
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When I think of the ruined today,
Am all sobs and worried.
The sod-filled grounds,
Once were appealing and bountiful,
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Can't tell,
What lies within and around life,
While between letters emotions strike,
Sooner or later words form,
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The tune was appropriate,
Chosen by a persona considerately,
And we danced together utmostly,
Without giving chances to recreate.
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I am looking for a love;
Someone who will always be there for me,
That who will erode my desires,
Subsidize my emotional weakness,
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Greetings to all couples,
Who acknowledge and value Valentine,
And to all the singles,
Who choose it to be just any other dine.
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I wanted to write a movie,
That will carry all my memoirs,
Deep down my tribulations,
Sending forth my experiences,
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If mornings tend to evenings,
Wishes become fulfillments,
Dreams turn to achievements,
Anticipations drilling the relentless moves,
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When life tries to pin you down,
With neither your fingers can afford a pawn,
Ever wishing you could once drown,
And earnestly run away from such frowns,
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It takes without consent,
That which it deems right,
Gnaws deeply with intent,
To write tomorrow’s content,
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Does pain always call for endurance?
Or else endurance always leads to pain?
Does sense make nonsense?
Or else idleness creates opportunity?
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So long as you are there,
And that common we share,
I will guard and protect,
All that guides and makes our contact,
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The sheets unseen,
Sets my eyes dim,
I can't differentiate green,
Nor get notice of cream.
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