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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
A BABY is the best to love,
She always smiles when you draw near,
Though ugly you may be of face,
No handsomer may interfere
And win her heart away from you,
Despite your faults she's always true;
And though you be unknown to fame,
A baby's love remains the same.
A baby's eyes are always bright,
when the world becomes
it's a living hell
when the world
becomes a nightmare
you know very well
that it is a
the smile upon
your face it becomes
like splinters of diamond
Shards of crystal
or liquidized glass!
If a little lamp can dispel darkness
If a little bud can spread fragrance
If a little bird can measure the empyrean
If drops of rain can form an ocean
Anxiously I lifted the receiver
With a hope to listen to your core
And speak out mine and many more
But my voice paralysed, my words froze
When I'm drained of all my hope
like a dead creeper,
you soothingly caress me like the first shower
after long scorching summer
When your words meet mine
Dusk suddenly turns to dawn
Hope rises in my heart's horizon
With the promise of a bright morn.
O heart stealer, such is the intensity of my love for you...
....that I have gone mad after you;
Though, in truth, very close to me are you,
...yet, in practice, a stranger you pose to be;
'Wish you a happy Valentine's Day darling
Accept my sweet kiss as gift on this special morning! '
'Please get up soon with no plea
An oyster I was alone
At the bottom of the fathomless ocean
A grain of sand you were
This cavern had all the comforts of home
With a fireplace crackling and sparking aglow,
And hung upon these spacious walls
Were tapestries embroidered to portray histories
Uchazova vhenekero redzinza
Mitunhu inemiti Mhukahuru ichadzupura
Iwe chako kuzendama pamuhacha womirira
Zvinyavada tichatswanya musoro yemarize tichimedza,
The tinkling of your glass bangles,
that stirs my soul
with their tinkling from dawn till late night
Neither money nor wealth
Happiness is right next to you
One beat away from two hearts;