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Poetic poetry Oats of an oak

30/11/2025

Don't die yet the morning tower

30/11/2025

"(Caught in the pry)"

What's the secret to your heart ❤💙💜?

I mean that magic word that could bring the universe to its knees, that charming gesture that kisses the face of your smell on that naughty chin, dosed in beauty sweet lullaby 🎶endless thoughts I am losing everything I dreamed about as beauty, colony prepare chariots a melody has centered the art of a heart, clueless am I going ? See you are original made of unmatched relative sounds of roses and romance.

Thank God I am alive to witness such detailed perfection history cannot provide, let me borrow you my eyes see what I see in you.

06/07/2025

I know God is watching all this...

What have become of fathers and sons woman and children die in our absent presence, have we died yet at heart or mare arrogance has cremated our bodies to ignorance, societies families are undermined women and children bruised living to swear in curse the of the hybrid generation of no gurd and fear of God. Man have became demons, gender have seized and migrated in the minds of the chemical shacks the world is at sorrow, take a stand African child be brave sons within this anarchy hypothesized doubt we claim to our names in bloodshed. Man your not made of drugs and substance.

Man lets talk about this tough generation share tears and make our sons better Africa - Poetic Poetry

14/04/2025

Well well well...See

With me its still a different story, just my timing it was off I thought things will have pull up different by this time, but with paraffin pace its kicking and dreaming anyway but will not exalt the charisma of the so called, my deepest aid is to hope better and strive pray to wake at least of courageous essence of enough and okays through the surface of the light, We are subjected matters failed and condond into the world, ours is faith even when it seems so dark or ever in light and sometimes in careless moments to mount, our gray heads will not find the some child we are in the age of excellence, though its hard we still make it possible, we are not the niche just caught up in curiosity if will ever make it, or maybe perhaps our habits clues our minds to the pain to reach out whilst we forget that progress is a trophy, I am touched forgive me for this long thought paragraphs, I just wistfully concentrated to the bullet in my chest, but we don't God for all that hursh sense of era, till we are at ease

23/11/2024

(...If you could understand what words mean...word have no start and neither have an end...this could be paradise of one container )

Sweetheart as I am sleeping please keep in mind everyday I miss you and I love so much, for you are a flattering romantic ring tone in my ears that helps my heart rejuvenate my soul with great peace ohh my buddle of joy, my one and only home and grace, dear beautiful diamond, time is wrestling, seconds are mindering the veins of my skull ohh mommy My nonties wish could capture the smile and the tumpo of my heart beat as it scruble around this block that enrichs and unlock my mind with sweet nothings, with you my love the description and thoughts could take me forever to wish, find that unique sence within the alphabetic vocabulary skills of words dammit !, are misused can't find one to hold to, trust me purely the unverse has never been for the better impossible smell of your beauty scales of your reflection reasons, I read countless novels to groom the size of my agenda in texture of speech all the doctrines denied me excess to my devotion not even near the tips of your shadow, let me dance within wavery of this unprojected talent my experience is too young in my 80s couldn't unfold the might of bubles in my tummy ohh lanky this words must be taught that one word yet, I pray.

08/11/2024

*Your therapist said your lying*

The roaring morning sleep
How do I overcome this sugar cane addiction,
I surrender my knowledge in the disguise sun rays that hits the heart of filfy weather bowel.
I came as a romantic corner cake yet they couldn't contain leafs of my flowers.
I loved sweared as if I would never hate again.
Yours its cruelty that chopped my feet from sky chopper charm.
Resembled my breath close from the weakness of your softness.
You alarmed the essence of my sense knocked my kingship melodic flattery oh my goodness,
Now I reject my fears and I am so dear to fall for a call.
I tripped before
I am broken of a proud pride sweetness sound wounds.

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