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The morning is my friend
The morning is my friend It housed my feet On the path of a stream The muddy sun touch my voice For a drink The air was steady With a sense of his need The leaves play host to Embittered … Continue reading
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Tagged creative writing, deep thoughts, Life, Meditation, morning, Poem, Poetry, writers, writings
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The enemy in the dark
My voice greeted me With contempt Prayers met me With prisoned smile The joy of early birth Is eyes that stood unrest I’ve become the enemy That struggles in the dark For wounded, the heart fails To recognize love that … Continue reading
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Tagged creative writing, Help, Love, Meditation, Poem, Poetry, Prayers, Spiritual Dryness, Wine, writers
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God is passing this night
God is passing, below this night eyes behold its eternal mind Not as light that gave earth Its birth Not as shining star that leads Wisdom in might No, no As pain inscribed with words of early man Not as … Continue reading
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Tagged Catholic, Christianity, creative writing, Death, Faith, God, Light, Meditation, night, Pain, Poem, Poetry, Spirituality, tears, writers
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The night weeps for the morning
The night tell the ladies a happy ending with holy shed It fed the murmuring bees unarmed liquid It fuels within Pointing fingers to the fire burning half the building No one, humans, knew the meaning We laughed expecting the … Continue reading
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Tagged boko haram, Bomb blast, Children, creative writing, Death, Life, Literature, Nigeria, night, Poem, Poetry, suicide bomber, tears, terrorism, writers, Yobe state
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