Wolf the poet Poems

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It's home,

The air feels lighter,

Poisonous World

The world is so full of hate
These days' no one shares a plate
For we are no longer driven by fate
And another man's suffering is used as bait

Fantasy Turned Reality

There is a face i would love to see
Eyes i would love to drown deep into
Lips i would love to kiss

Amidst The Mist

The morning's so chilly
Can't even get a call to Billy
For my hands are frozen
My eyes blurred seeing everything in a dozen

To My Son

My son you are my little wolf
I will always take you to play golf
When in pain be ruthless like Adolf
As you are the Rudolf

Tuesday Chronicles

My love that ain't a problem
I wear your love like an emblem
As you Joan are my gem
Waswahili wanasema 'dem'

Reality The Life's Metaphor

My inner soul is shouting
Shouting all the same gasping for air
My mind in suffocation activated mode
The reality imploding on me

Life's A Riddle

It is true that life is indeed a journey
One minute you are breathing
another minute you are gasping for your last breath
Life is truly a riddle

New Year's Revelation

Morning's fine with the melodies of a singing bird
It's a pleasant day
The day being so warm and so gay
The morning sun blazing its ray

Because You Said Hello

Because you said hello
My heart has been opened,
To accept a love from someone I adore.
My soul have has been awakened,

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