Diane Monte

I wish someone could help me out of this struggles
Fill the emptiness with Love and Care
Make me feel i am important
Worthy and Proud.
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I am student of life,
destined to live life,
oblique to design my life,
yet I have God in my life,
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A cup of coffee in the morning,
With a sweet music to sing,
And a book that you keep on reading,
What a beautiful smile you have, my heart is melting.
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I have been alone all my life,
Waiting for the right man to come,
Saving my loving heart for him to share,
And God will send the one,
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You are proud as a master poet,
Poetic soul with rhythmical intellect,
Verse and prose comes from you imaginative wit,
Be laud with a prolific languages steal our spirit.
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I saw you standing
Thinking what to buy
Looking and searching around
A book that will make you glad.
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I do not know him at all,
Even his name for me is unknown,
His works are mystery sound,
But everyone loves him so much.
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Everytime I talk to God,
You are always part of my prayer.
I know he made you,
With a heart to love me…
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Please guide yourself
Away from worldliness,
From enemy.
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I am afraid
In the dark room where i stay
Lonely chair i have
Only my deep breath i feel.
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Choose kindness over hatred,
Choose love without boundary,
Choose forgiveness without judgement,
Choose listening over complaints,
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His name marvelously,
Born miraculously,
Son of the Almighty
Brother of many.
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I am here
I see you
I notice you
I know you need someone
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My mind is always preoccupied with personal fulfillment,
Happiness relied on my success and achievement,
A heart of thankfulness does not matter or not a habit,
I am a selfish woman who takes pride but no gift of a good spirit.
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One day in your life,
You will be needing me.

That one day,
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I woke up and pray
on the 24th day of my birthday,
and the sun shines my day,
with the best smiles full with gay,
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Lend me your ear , , , Lend me your heart either, , ,
Lend me a hand please, , , Or let me die on the street, ,
Listen, I can not hide thy fear, , ,
The thousand of deaths before me, , ,
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This poem is dedicated to our own people in Dumaguete Philippines who are now under the German People foundation, HOME FOR GIRLS.


When you feel lost and no one cares, , ,
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