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am a youth would love to reason every day.i would like to express to whom ever will listen to me, i will like to dance with my age.all of my life have been finding way to sorry to the things i known i should not have done;
all my life i lived in burg, everyday when i woke up i feel very sad cause i stay with my families who does not have the capacity to satisfy me.
this world is like a ... more »
olaitan tunde Poems
! o my mother why thou you death, take away my bazoon,
which is full of mother milk.
what thy eat, that is worth dan my mother.life is a something that end, up without nothing
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Love and life
Love makes me feel alright,
Why life makes me fight,
Am here with fire... more »
'now the bell rang,
a year is dead.
and my heart is slowly beating, like a drum that has know end.
life is the youngest man, but not a friend of mine.... more »
'I LOVE MY SON..........................
I KISS MY SON, ..........................
THOU IS LIKE A BLOKES, AMONG THE BLOKES, BUT NOT LIKE RAIN
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'Now the bell rang,
a year is dead.
And my heart is slowly beating, like a drum that has known end.
life is the youngest man, but not a friend of mine... more »
CALL AGAIN MY NAME YOU MOON!
SAY AGAIN MY NAME YOU SUN!
SANG A SONG OF PRAISE TO WHO THY CREATED, HEAVEN AND EARTH
THEE: KING OF THE ALL UNIVERSE, THE LION...... more »
'the sun has ascendant between us,
between two pinched,
that bow to each other;
love with the sun ascendant,... more »
olaitan tunde Quotations
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''when you fall never say it is the end, that is just the beginning.''
it makes me remember my old time in school and the tribulation of life i faced...but now am the man of my own world.
Comments about olaitan tunde
New Year Midnight
'now the bell rang,
a year is dead.
and my heart is slowly beating, like a drum that has know end.
life is the youngest man, but not a friend of mine.
'I can hear the tinnitus of the ghost, moving around, dream beyond dream:
mingling with the dying, bell sound fading into memories like a rain drop, falling
into a river, thy form source of earth
! o how would i love graveyard with a teeth, rolling down, no! no! move not the
heart of my chest, claim that you the people of earth dance with me the bitter,
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am know a member of m poem.my lover have the right to express their mind.