A christian by birth, last girl in a family of three.She is a freelance writer and reporter. She has her poems published in various print magazines and poetry websites. She is working on her first anthology.
Turn the gold round my neck, and i'll hold you close to me,
Choose to keep me closer, and i'll call you mine.
Keep me in your bossom, i'll keep feeding your bowels
Say you'll stay forever, i'll live with you forever.
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Laid on her palms, gold, silver and jewelries
Of indigenous quality, not like the old path
That made her scream for justice, but for now that
Gives her choices.
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I used to love you, i still love you, i'll ever love you.
Smiles we shared, you now shed.
Hopes we both tread, you now tend.
Times we both counted/used, now go tickling by your eyes.
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When sudden smiles turns sour, silence creeps in stealing talents
replacing hopes with dreads, then the desire for a better life calls for feed within thousand ripples, or may be more.
Those letters can only link a parchment, can't restore lost fragments.
Words are better done than said when life counts slowly on beats.
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I made some promises, few ones
Long, long, sometimes long ago.
I made few promises to myself
My heart and my future.
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