Who Am I? And where do I belong?

Where do I go right? Where did I go wrong?

Was it real or fake love I was shown all along?

Am I really that mentally tough & strong?

If I fail, Will I momentairly freeze or stay froze?

Will I dig up a pile of dirt in my back yard & find a bunch of diamonds & gold?

Or am I to die a failure, lonely, & old?

This the type of mindset the old me was ...

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This music,

it makes me want to fall from the water

float in the sky,

stare at those lips

and kiss those green eyes,

drink from the clouds

and jump on the pond

to feel the stars

and gaze at the stones,

the rythms , the notes

melt my mind

ignite my visible voice

I'm not here nor there

maybe inside a void

floating on the blues

maybe its a d...

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Treasure Chest

When you move east and west  

With no time, no rest

At that, you come upon a big treasure chest.

It was made for you

With the next jolly clue.

It was made from no other

Than colors and sketch.

Your next move, it points to the old- new riddle.

But, to get the next move you

choose, but please don’t fiddle.

Very, very good luck on the

 Big- long...

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When tears run down your cheeks

When your heart seems cold

And the world seems bleak

When life seems so hard to face

When life brings you to your edge

That moment you start to break

When you feel you cant handle anymore

The pain inside wont subside

The Inner voices beginning to roar 

Know that ill be there for you

To wipe away those tears that shed

holding you clos...

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Leaving seems so hard

Until you actually leave

The peculiar truth is

Leaving feels ludic, orphic, majestic

Leaving the places which seemed to matter

Leaving the paper people I once met

Leaving, forgiving & moving forward

What a trouvaille I encountered

To leave the paper connection

Leaving them as they are, incomplete & rustic

Leaving them in the ocean ...

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Would you still love your daughter if she was like me?

Would you give her love and affection?

Even if she was yelling and screaming and being mean?

Or would you turn a blind eye and just say 

"Oh, she just wants attention!"

And ignore her cries for help.

Would you still love your daughter if she was like me? 

Would you kiss and hold her and tell her everything will be alright?

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The Black voice is electrifying.

Bringing forth worlds never imagined,

From dominions in Africa to mystical spheres unheard of.

Telling tales of majestic beings, kings, queens and the simple Black girl next door.

The Black voice. Telling Black stories.

We need Black literature because it shows

That our stories matter.

That our histories are worth sharing.

Tha...

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As I stare out this window

down to the little people of the world 

I wonder and wish 

what if i was the beautiful tall girl with the blonde curls?

can I see into her soul?

by staring out this tear streaked window?

can I have her life?

and trade her these frightening memories that float around in limbo...    

shes so radiant and thin

Everything that I am sadly not

she ...

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How are you?

A question worth a thousand answers 

A thousand possibilities summed into one

Fine

Somewhere in between the good and the bad 

Between the lines 

Of the lies 

Fine -

Just fine.

By Faith Olajuyigbe, author of Words of Faith

For poetry and more visit: https://www.wordsoffaith.co.uk

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As I watch the waters flow

It calms my soul 

As I watch the light ripples

My heart mirrors its beat 

Smooth, serene 

Somewhat still 

As they move to the wind of God 

Going only where the Father blows. 

Lord, let your living waters flow.

By Faith Olajuyigbe, author of Words of Faith

Read more encouraging poems here.

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She has a beauty that shines from within 

A light that never grows dim

Her candle goes not out by night

And the radiance inside her, ever bright

When the wind blows,

Her flame - it holds

She thrives, she sparks

She glows, she grows.

An original poem by Faith Olajuyigbe from Words of Faith

For more visit: https://www.wordsoffaith.co.uk

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I’ve weathered storms that I thought would drown me 

I’ve learnt to soar in winds I thought would consume me 

They say 

Out of the ashes must rise a new Phoenix 

The flame…

Being refined by fire

Through it, I’ll rise higher

The flames provide the fuel 

As I soar to my strength

Refined by fire

Gold purified 

A faith that stands.

By Faith Olaju...

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There is no need

to set your poem to the music of the heart, or let it sway

to the rhythms of the hurt, at least for today.

There is no need

for you to panic, or dive into the pyre of rhyme

Burn later, if you will, but for now, wait out your time.

Let it corrupt a little, breathe in the zones unlit

Break and crumble, and feed on itself, bit by bit.

For you se...

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I fell

For the feelings, the flowers, the fantasies. 

I fell

For you, for us, for all that we were.

Innocently thinking that was all love could be.

I confused the falling for the force.

But,

Falling was all about me.

And,

Loving is all about you.

Baby, I'm no longer falling

But to you I promise, 

I'll always be loving.

By Faith Olajuy...

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I was born at twenty-one

Thrust out of the womb

Released into the newness of life

Born, at twenty one

Eyes opened to the world 

Crying, struggling, fighting

Trying to make sense of it all 

Yes, I was only born at twenty-one

Borne out of education

Borne out of society’s expectations

Borne out of comfort, out of the shield

Though I lived before

I was onl...

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sew my eyes shut
tape my mouth closed
board me up in a box
& send me off

attach the postage
drop me off
at the post
don’t open

until i see you there
and i hear you say ‘my love’
and i feel you
next to my warm skin

until then, leave me here

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something could have been done last year, now all is morally blear. go about with your day, just stay.

stay in that house with those people you can’t remember, merely a year ago. 

i’m fine, sunshine, and i will tell you forever

it’s not me, it’s the world. once we change, she goes forth.

the universe moves without us now.

she will not halt, not tonight, nor wednesday. for ...

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I can’t see

But I can dream

It’s like wearing a blindfold

On my brown eyes

I can’t watch, but I can feel

All these weird wild vibes

All these angelic faces around me

But those diabolic souls surround me

Are they real or are they fake?

It’s like watching a blue snowflake

Falling for smiles and grace

All night murdering for a race

I can’t wait

Ti...

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that boat on the coast croons the waves

whisking a dying infant in

a baptist sea for saving,

brought faith in God to save them,

a baptist sea for saving.

I see them from sand afloat-

a buoy in the water with chance

and such a sacred body

might sinking be belief-

to then arise them another-

alive.

[2020]

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Nobody knows me,

Not even myself

I meet people everyday

I talk , I laugh , I smile

Others say that I lie.

I’m complicated, orphic

 hard to understand

Just like the way we don’t know                                                                                                                      what happens in between the oceans.                         

I’m an...

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The leaves of the tree

Behind the house of glass are falling

With each step of the wind

They liberate themselves from the branches

From the complexity of the connections

Connection of the root with the trunk

Of the trunk with the branches

Of the branches with the leaves

The leaves liberated themselves

From the connections

From the dependence

The leaves of the ...

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She was trying

Trying to be calm

Trying to mute the

Monologue inside her mind.

Full of contradictions to herself,

Full of arguments

Full of endless thoughts

She felt like being pulled

In a spiral

Down and down and down

With each breath she took

Swallowing her own soul

As if she split up

Into two halves

Halves against each other

She was he...

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I’m on a level of being

Where I know the direction I’m following

Where I know I’ll be fine, even if I’m alone

Where I’m aware of my worth

Where I know I’m strong enough

Where I’m aware of my strengths

Where I’m brave enough to walk all alone

I have freed myself from the chains

From the judgments

From the council of hate

From the bars of anxiety

I have unc...

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Life is like a train journey,

Passengers keep changing.

Life is like an ocean,

The winds keep on changing

Life is like a desert,

Where weather keep on changing

Life is full of change,

No one and nothing stays the same

There will be ups and downs

People will leave you with painful wounds

But you have to stand up and fight

You have to follow ...

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Time is not a demon

He is many things but not

  a murder

Neither is he money

 nor power

He is wise enough 

 to be wise enough.

Time is not celebration either

Time is infinity, is immortal

He is wise enough to be wise enough

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A Pilot's Joke / Michael Kwack

Once upon a time, there lived a flying man

Who kept flying on, never thinking of landing...

One day accidentally he had to land

Somewhere, or nowhere, on the sand...

After having lived alone very happily ever after,

He left a poem in the sand when he finally left his land;

Quote,

I used to love sand,

For, where ther...

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Chasing sunsets,

The ones that shine brightest

Only to disappear

And return again

But never in the same light

Never seen the same way

These eyes tell me, don’t look away

Before it too is gone too soon

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Leisurely and alone,

I was wandering in the museum garden.

​

Flowers were completely gone,

But deep green summer leaves fully grown,

And on each branch

Small birds all the way chirping:

​

Certainly for me a perfect afternoon

To be seated still and calm,

To be lost in poem-reciting!

​

But suddenly a wind arose

When a human voice caught my ear,

Saying low ye...

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For my women you are Successfully Amazing.
Successfully Amazing at its best.
A walking human of love.

As natural as can be don't let the demons in the world take that from you because you are
Successfully Amazing.

Potential of Success and Ambition
Amazingly Beautiful to human recognition.

Hey do you see the way she walks.
Tall and straight with confidence.
She's Successfully Amazing...

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Based on the opening scene of Stardust Memories.

...

The clock ticks in desperation to move us along, to where we belong. 

Our eyes remain forward, no longer looking back. 

The man in seat 2B sobs with tears streaming down his face. He’s left his life in his old place.

I soak in the faces of passengers around me, stern looks all around.

All longing for company, for answers that c...

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Jack In The Green awakens from his slumber

Spring is upon us, nature in all her wonder

Gaze in awe of rebirth, renewal, fertility

Stood deep in the forest, deep within tranquillity

Robin Goodfellow his mischief to perform

Souring milk, trampling crop circles from fields of corn

Tripping those who into the green wood unwary tread

Laughing, yet another traveller away from p...

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Only dew drops now remain 

atop blades from the torrential rain.

The lightning strikes 

lessen in succession.

But the dew remembers 

from where it came.

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Suicidal, reclining on a sofa
Gazing at his partner’s photo,
A handsome friend of mine I got
He was by an overwhelming love smote.

To optimize hers and his pleasure to trim
She opted suddenly to desert him.

Buddy, what weighs so heavily on your mind?
Get it off your chest a solution I may help you find!

“An attractive girl sweet-talked me into love,
She playacted as one sent from ab...

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It was a long summer afternoon
a crackling fire lit the yard
the southern sun was setting
while I strummed my old guitar

It was her way of moving to the music
she captured the glowing cinders in her eyes
she danced with the slightest sway in her hips
and her heavenly body torched my skies

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The World in Lockdown People's Poem is now online and free to read at:

https://www.facebook.com/worldinlockdownpoem/

Please give it a read!

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What would I wish for, if given the chance?
For a start, I'd wish I could dance
Wish I could learn without having to repeat
Wish I could earn my depression's defeat
Wish I could do all the things I want to do
Wish I could prove the love I have for you
Wish I could act on all these wishes
Wish I didn't have to do the dishes
Wish I could be the person you need
Wish I could resist the sin of...

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instances of mesmerizing glimpses vivify and lend clarity into an understanding of soul.

evocation leaves an everlasting mark as two twin flames embark from a space of divine love to create fate

meticulous minds pick a place and time, upon your arrival show a sign that's vital, gravity pulls us in for a kiss as our hearts meet.

my greatest wishes grant admission, a star is born and with t...

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A thousand years or more it’s lived so they say, at least

Centuries before it became guardian for the deceased

These ancient builders of the church all knew

The magical and deadly power of the yew

Locked deep inside the secret of immortality

Pure poison within the yew, result fatality

Sitting in quiet contemplation, “tell me fine tree

A thousand years lived, what did you ...

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occult curriculum, whispers of the ancients, leave for letting out secrets
oil lamp kindling catching flames; shining begotten light from passerbys
in between classes, shifting penrose stairs lead into underlying framework on occasion
halls lined with rooks adjacent and curators searching for a select
rites of secret passageways proclaimed, karma to the dark is just a means to an end
time and...

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To walk in the cleansing summer rain

Nirvana for humans and parched ground

Pine trees, roses, the damp earth

And a thousand other scents

All at once nature ‘s fragrances

Teasing senses with their beauty

Thoroughly soaking wet and caring not

Simple joys of being alive…

FROM A HEALING FOR GAIA www.deanfrasercentral.com

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A trestle table set with content and classical elements
places a coven with arenose intent in a safe space
their minds set on causing change—present occurences canvass Mandala by way of effect.
fascicle circuits blitz and singe might-have-beens
washing away strands emblazoned in ever apparentness
accommodating silver lining fringe wherein proper golden ratio leaves
their genus' plant matter ...

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How many times does it cross your mind

Maybe a thousand times 

I’d rather have you near

Than only have your poems reciting in my ear

Sure, they comfort me

But most days and nights I need you miserably

And those heartbreaking songs

They make me feel like we belong 

Despite the truth of our existence 

I wish to be in your presence 

So here’s another love poem

Wr...

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You could tell she was trying hard,
Which girl doesn't try to mould their own skin to fit in?
You could tell she was trying to impress,
But as someone who knew better, I should have told her to rest,
But she was trying to hard to make it,
She was going all the way to fake it,
And I could tell,
She wore the sheepish smile,
But I knew this act so well,
She was like me,
I am like her,
She ...

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Do you ever feel like you're the protagonist of a book?

Where the ending is constantly being rewritten and you're just waiting for the day that it's finally gone through all the edits and gets published?

But what happens if it's a novel that has 7 parts?

You might never even get to read the last written words or get to the final chapter of what you thought was your

"perfect ending."

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Shining ever so bright
a beacon of hope, like a chinese lantern
photosynthesis get' me through the night
beauty so divine, i wonder if i could map her
would the geometry show me the light?
because she must be god's best work

my third eye look through the peephole
how can she not have walls up when she deals with these people
guide me, be my mentor
would you take my hand, and put this fl...

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in your essence I sense resplendence
could do no wrong by me, your personably impressioned defendant
your honor is what I strive for
it's why the day turns to night, sun and moon argue back and forth
fight about what's wrong and who's right, tug of war
light bends but doesn't break, shines through the prism, and is perceived in different waves

I met you once but my memory is starting to fa...

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Teacher stood Saying Marie converse in verse ?

Eh said I, This class is hell its the worse 

I can't write or talk Petry and all that crap stuff

bugger this I thought I've had just about enough

I went to toilet then ran all way home that day

I hate bloody poetry,  not doing it, no way?

Next day on detention I had to write a verse

I tried saying I was ill, I needed the school nu...

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On the cold winters morning thermal boots are pulled on

The radio announced…ground frost and the promise of snow later in the day

And yet she is happy…

Happy because she is doing what she loves

The market is freezing in December

Icy winds blow and there is no sunlight to warm frozen hands

It’s the people you see

Fellow workers on the market, pleased to see her

Customers sto...

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Because I wrote it dont judge, its not me

I wrote lots about the killer look i am still free

A poem calls out in my head 

I write fast flowing then put it to bed 

Any subject i am known to write 

From love in an disused mine

To the ups and downs of a swine

Read me enjoy me but please 

Its not me, i just like to tease 

Enjoy the poem dont take it to heart

As specially ...

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Drowning in the Drought

At times I drip with poetry

The words simply pour out of me

A flow it seems no dam could ever stop

Until, I’m drowning in the drought

A flood of tears and mere self-doubt

That withers, in the barn, my finest crop.

17.1.2020

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