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                      Poem; I’m I’m a lion, even I can roar but I can’t kill I’m a Zion, whoever listen to my flaw is healed I’m a warrior, in the battle I defeat  I’m hustler, my money is my sweat I’m furious, you can’t see me arsing around I’m beast, on my name add a nisey.’ Cause My baby is my niche; nigga don’t call me shiiest. Buddy, don’t blow a fuse on my lyrics ‘cause I’m who I’m, ahubwo call me a phenix The problems we have in our days,  people judge the prefix, without knowing the suffix people dance the remix, without knowing the original I’m tired, However, I’m not quit. I’m heaping my lines on this paper So as to grab your attention and make your life better I believe in reading, ‘cause it stretches out my eyes to see the future And makes me crossover the red sea I mean ignorance, like prophet Musa   I’m the solution to the sea of your confusions  Don’t hesitate to call, I promise I’ll give ...

                      Friend indeed I’ve never understood zeroth law until I met a friend of my friend And becomes my friend. Ruthless oceans, who separate continents? Sometimes poets try to write and lose the rhythm of their work, till the breeze Of an open forest ear-catch the writer’s attention and he flows the same way as The gentle wind does or the birds on the top of the tree does. There is a saying that “friendship is always sweet responsibility, never an opportunity” sometimes we find it hard to be empathetic, selfless, trustworthy and we like to be called deceitful, dodger, disloyal and careless But, when you meet a friend indeed, trust me, you gonna be a witness Look, I have never believed in mathematics until I learnt how to add a friend and how it divides your problem of loneliness, subtract your sadness and multiply your interest, from that day I believed. Though always we find friends in unexpected place and ...

Loneliness blossomed in the mirror of your eyes, A stark reflection of a chasm we couldn't disguise. Our vows, once whispered, now scattered on the breeze, Emptied promises, rustling through the trees.   I saw it all, a silent, knowing gaze, The unspoken truth in every fleeting phase. A fragile vessel, my heart, unable to bear, The weight of this knowledge, a despair beyond compare. For in your eyes, a universe I yearned to explore, Now a desolate expanse, forevermore. Your tears, a haunting symphony, a mournful refrain, Whispered of doubts, a lingering, agonizing pain. "I'm not perfect," 😇But who among us walks a path beneath a flawless sky? Let us bridge the divide, these differences we hold, Stay with me, my love, let your story unfold. Perhaps my fears, a phantom of the night, A misjudged reflection, a distorted light. Oh, this brooding mind, a labyrinth of despair, Where hopeless thoughts find refuge, a suffocating lair. A new broom sweeps clean, they say, a wel...

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