Buyunde Acura Sylivester

Rookie - 26 Points (8/10/1990 - Date / Kenya, Western province)

Buyunde Acura Sylivester Poems

1. Days Of Toto Zuri 9/18/2012
2. Missing My Home 9/19/2012
3. Sincerity Prayer 9/21/2012
4. Solitude Of Fame 9/22/2012
5. A Day Of More Nights 10/25/2012
6. For Happiness, Wait! 11/27/2012
7. Just A Smile 11/27/2012
8. I Understood 11/28/2012
9. Far From Reality 11/29/2012
10. All You Did For; 'Thank You' (I) 11/29/2012
11. Just Waiting 11/29/2012
12. Granny Used To Smoke 12/3/2012
13. Just Flipped The Page 12/3/2012
14. My Love: A To Z 12/3/2012
15. Widow Of Massacre 12/3/2012
16. Hymns Of Silence 12/3/2012
17. True Friends 12/3/2012
18. I Hate This Christmas Holyday 12/13/2012
19. Salvage On Voyage 12/14/2012
20. My Dream, My Diary 12/16/2012
21. Sylvester 3/23/2013
22. Heart Transplant 3/24/2013
23. Speech Of Fairness Democracy 3/24/2013
24. Philosophy Of His Majesty! 3/28/2013
25. Choose Your Hobby Wisely 3/30/2013
26. Your Name, My Poetry 4/8/2013
27. Great Prints 4/8/2013
28. Where You Are 8/23/2013
29. Lily Of The Valley 8/30/2013
30. I Want To Cry 9/2/2013
31. Prayer Time 9/4/2013
32. Pale Floaty Lilies 9/4/2013
33. Day After Tomorrow 4/8/2013
34. Shadows Had No Mercy 4/12/2014
35. Purple Beauty 4/22/2015
36. Way Down The Mine 4/25/2015
37. A Blister Of Fate 8/2/2012
38. Price Tags Of Wishes 8/2/2012
39. Ricochets Within Shuffles 8/3/2012
40. A Good Sermon 8/3/2012
Best Poem of Buyunde Acura Sylivester

Home

Home alone,
A place to be on,
Where to find me on phone,
I'll be seated by the stone.

Home for long,
A place to go strong,
Where to find me without wrong,
I'll be waiting a knock at door gong.

Home for good,
A place to get food,
Where to find no trace of rude,
I'll be relaxed to manage my mood.

Home my home,
A place to avoid life storm,
Where smiles 're always worm,
I'll be chatting with brother Tom.

Home my fame,
A place to hold my name,
Where my title find its stem,
I'll be standing to rub my ...

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Commitment Of Guilt

This is my diary, of what I'd done,
A moment of sorry, for this one,
Mistake I'd to learn, the whole in a story;
leaving you alone, in a city of no ivory,
I mean sorry darlin'.

Hear the siren, of a falling heart,
Stay and listen, how much it was hurt,
Carefully be on alart, to count eleven,

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