moemedi lynx magoro

moemedi lynx magoro Poems

1. The Cycle Of Life Is A Cycle None The Less 5/25/2013
2. Broken Heart 9/21/2013
3. Change 9/21/2013
4. The Voice 9/22/2013
5. I Am 9/22/2013
6. One Way Or The Other 7/4/2014
7. Just Like Her 7/4/2014
8. A Man Cannot Live With Only Food And Water 7/4/2014
9. Agony 7/4/2014
10. Gravity Is Gratifying 7/4/2014
11. Influence 7/4/2014
12. On The Real 7/4/2014
13. I Cant Believe Im Saying This 7/4/2014
14. As I Stitched The Broken Skyline 7/4/2014
15. I'Ve Seen It 7/4/2014
16. Power To The Female 7/4/2014
17. Story Of My Father 7/4/2014
18. The Streets 7/4/2014
19. This Damn Radio 7/4/2014
20. The Inner Thoughts Of... 7/4/2014
21. The Bassline In 7/4/2014
22. Why I'M Different 7/4/2014
23. These Hands 11/14/2012
24. The Man In The Box 5/25/2013
25. White 5/25/2013
26. Its The End Wherei Begin 5/25/2013

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Its The End Wherei Begin

The joys of life are finer than the sands of time,
The heart of man will never be pure as love and piece,
The winds of change will never hold one direction,
The gift of the gab will never hit on one side of the face,
You will not see pleasure as long as there is uncertainty in your heart and life,
The cycle of life has been tried but it could never be mastered,
God himself has created a being even complex than human minds themselves,
You alone hold the key to your power that will forever make you Chained for life,
This poem will not fade as long as its written ...

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The Man In The Box

The man in the box, born to set my world to right,
Effortlessly soon ignites the screaming in my head,
The whispers speak sign language, they are legion,
Its moments like these we seek understanding but little is understood,
The dark skies bring death to the mind and work over night and give me nightmares,
In one God we trust is what we say for a a better understanding of the world and to win favours of the public and yet we run this town,
In my mind I drift and die,
With rosary in

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