Woru Sulyman
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After a long day's work
Or a little frank talk
I hide my pain in poetry
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Can you be the eagle?
Soaring so high, wings wildly streched
And flight so flattering
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The great elephant forest is gone,
A nation of people now call it home.
The once famous sharpening stone still lives,
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Precious! Oh my precious!
My precious little time.
Time they say waits for no one
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Once lived a slave
Owned by a richly, gluttony fool
All his master cared about was his fat laden pork
And a jar of wine to always pour
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I don't know what is possible
But anything and everything seems possible
Please! nobody wake me
Maybe I'm dreaming
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Forged in the scoting sun of the savannah
Tempered in the harsh cold of it's harmattan
Oh! Fathered yet fatherless sons of the Savannah
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Slumped at the sight of a lake,
In the middle where there was none.
A blurry future unclogged,
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I have travelled farther than the fastest cars
My cracked heels will testify.
I have climbed the highest mountains and crept in the deepest holes,
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In a garden of rose
Stands my peach tree,
Always biting on it's juicy fruit
With nothing less of glee.
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In another age and another time
I could have been your glass slippers
Only worthy of your tender feet
Or your golden comb
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Sometimes love is what we sake
But hate serves us more
Sometimes where we miss is home
But home makes us run
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Walk I must
A pull here
A push there
Where to go I don't trust
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My bye, I want to say to you
But where I'm going I can't tell
There is nothing beautiful about the knell
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Yesterday I was one
One with myself
Today I am still one
Though with twoselves.
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Awoken in a silent town,
Filled with murmurs of market folks,
And sound of engines or bike-men's horn.
A town silent to glorious talks.
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Truly you are gone
Where to, no one knows
Though there are guesses people throws
But I bet you have skills to hone
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It is obvious that you really care,
And I don't mean to be a scare.
Please, love me another day.
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The first day at her village
I saw a house of mud and rafter
Her home of ringing laughter
It was her happy cottage
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The Best Poem Of Woru Sulyman
I Hide My Pain In Poetry
After a long day's work
Or a little frank talk
I hide my pain in poetry
While ploughing the field
Or refusing their creed
I put my mind in poetry
Whether I am Goliath
Or I slay the Giant
I pour my heart in poetry
At the end of a story
Or the beginning of another
I give my soul to poetry
On a smooth tide
Or a rough ride
I pour my heart to poetry
Wherever I go
Whatever I do
I put my mind in poetry
If a bright day darkens
Or rosebush thorns cut
I hide my pain in poetry
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Woru Sulyman Quotes
everyone have a better version of themselves.
Power is an illusion that nobody and everybody wields.
You never know how deep you can fall until you fall your deepest
Nobility is a virtue born out of character rather than an opportunity given by birth.
There is a little bit of darkness in everyone, some are just careful enough not to fall into it.
A crooked pole can hold a straight line.
Life is soft for people willing to carve their own niche
you either see life as a string of ends or as a series of begginnings
The things that bother men make the stories that men tell, and a real man is one who has a lot of stories to tell.
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