The Mothers
The mothers
only pray
to get
Lawyers
Doctors
Presidents
and
Engineers
then
the world
stares on,
finding it hard
to give us all our daily havocs,
for the rest
of our lives.
Some are whores
and
gigolos
so you
marry them at
your own
risk
that when you
find them
extramarital
you know that
this was it,
the destiny thing.
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This is the 11th day of
waiting.
seated in the same spot
grindling my hands
to type
and
what gets out is
ddddhhhhdhdjdhdhddhkjsdhjdsh.
Whatever part of the
brain that platitudinized me to write
is dead now.
It made me fall in love,
and now—kaput—it's gone.
Uuuuh what a devoid day !
I am dissolving
into a desolate form.
On Valentine's Eve.
You shouldn't forget
darling
the crucial reality
that you are,loving people.
There needs alter,
there priorities,
there formulas,
their determinations.
Like weather
they, at times
dont come as forecasted
and that lamentably
bears on there love
to you
and impacts there
anticipations too.
I am this. Now, you should know that I won't push you to a wall I haven't pushed myself to first.
I'd rather get there first, then wait, if you’ve got the guts to join me there.
I am this, understand— I don’t desire to be loved unconditionally unless I first love without conditions.
This is love, baby, and all it means is for us to be a little bit more fair to each other.
The ambiances of life without God are unbearable.
deeper you glide into the abyss of demolition
into self annihilation
into eviternal doom.
God is the avowed love
God is the only hand
God is all except transgression
@lifepath25
I don’t doubt, sometimes, that I may not make it, among the chosen ones, the steadfast, the unwavering, the ones who stood firm against sin.
But still, I try. And my trying will only cease the day He has fated my end. Perhaps by then, I will have earned my passage to the joys and everlastings of His promise.
I still hope. I still see the possibility. I still long to be part of that eventuality, in the land where milk and honey flow.
Darkness comes on once in a while, it’s hard to escape it completely. A few who have triumphed escaping it are geniuses, precious and are lucky. To the rest of us, darkness visits once in a while
Maybe all that we want is already taken— no matter how much we cry, yearn, lament, we never seem to get what we seek.
"Who do you know, boy?" "Me—a hell of a lot of myself." "Isn't that enough?"
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