Blessing Anastasia Abaka Poems

He is the music lords,
And valley of rhymes.
A Bibliophile, and the dreamers of dreams
Under his care are embellish of caucus.
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Warriors wake up!
It's time for the battle.
Refill your ink, clear the desk
Dusk your notebooks and textbook.
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Life is Perpetual, even after death.
On the voyage to my castle,
An idyllic thrive strive through my mind strength.
A tale of life after death battle
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Traveling to the land of the titanic,
Dreamt of love of the fairy,
That cascade upon my icy of eve.
Loving but not living,
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Days are for Cinderellas,
Weeks for lovers,
Months are for brides,
Years are for Achievers,
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Mouth to mouth resuscitation
Time taking, NO reboot.
Revivify one's heart, not forsaken.
Make the owner resurgent.
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The sky is the poet page,
We are the poem.
The attribute of rhymes,
Combined into rhythm,
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I have a pen and i called it my Success,
A watch and i called it my predictor.
I have a pair of glasses and i called it my vision,
An aircraft and i called it my Destination
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Forever i want to dwell in the presence of kingship.
Feeling as a queen in every arena i worship.
Oh! How wonderful it is to be knoweth and be serve by others.
Washing my feet, hair comb and bath by maids.
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What usefulness is life, if there is no hope?
What usefulness is love, if there are is no passion?
What usefulness is your eyes,
if there are made the fools to your other senses?
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