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What is Africa to me:
Copper sun or scarlet sea,
Jungle star or jungle track,
Strong bronzed men, or regal black
Women from whose loins I sprang
When the birds of Eden sang?
One three centuries removed
From the scenes his fathers loved,
Spicy grove, cinnamon tree,
What is Africa to me?
So I lie, who all day long
Want no sound except the song
Sung by wild barbaric birds
Goading massive jungle herds,
Juggernauts of flesh that pass
Trampling tall defiant grass
Where young forest lovers lie,
Plighting troth beneath the sky.
So I lie, who always hear,
Though I cram against my ear
Both my thumbs, and keep them there,
Great drums throbbing through the air.
So I lie, whose fount of pride,
Dear distress, and joy allied,
Is my somber flesh and skin,
With the dark blood dammed within
Like great pulsing tides of wine
That, I fear, must burst the fine
Channels of the chafing net
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More than air
More than water
More than lips
Light light
Your body is the trace of your body
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With your being
A Little help from your smile
Let there be beauty then!
Come...
Create a beautiful day
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In Search of Love
I am in search me who resides in me
So how can I find him outside
Love is but a vast eternal green sea
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No divine presence promises
Anyone's return from the Heavenly abode;
Because of that the soul of mother seems to
Encircle around her children here
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Ik wil graag mooi zijn,
voor mezelf en wie dan ook --
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Sweet Robin searching,
In the long grass,
Fresh worms,
To give his young so dear,
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Tender bluebells all around me,
I think of you,
Your loving ways,
This was your precious,
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A date,
I went on a date,
and could it have gone any better?
His face being illuminated by the sun,
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Humanities burden
Something nihilistic is churning on my mind what if strife is embedded in our psyche
normality is war punctuated by peace; the peace is prosperous but wallowing in
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Poet Nudershada
is a wonderful poetess
who hails from Phillipines!
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Inspired by the Poem Series 'Condiments ' by Poet Richard Wlodarski.
Poet Richard Wlodarski
He claims the best are
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