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@Clintbling

I Love You Mad I can't be far from you, You're my wind, Every time I move forward, And I want you with me. You're my wings, When I'm sky diving, Can't be separated from you, I want you to stay here. Even in my heart, You're the one I'll cherish, 'Cause you're my baby, The one I want to hold tight. Give me the love, You promised me, 'Cause I want to be happy, Not wonder like a lost bird. Tell me everything I want to hear, 'Cause I don't wanna live in tears, Tell me that you love everything I do. Tell me you need me like I do. I love you bad, And nothing else I can do, Since you stole the keys, That open my heart, I can't fine them. You're my noon, You're my night, You're my morning, You're my light and darkness. I can't get enough of you, Even when we fight, It teach me to love you more, "Cause I wanna be in your life forever. I can't stand the thoughts, That we ain't in good terms, You're my moods, And my turn over. The judges will judge us, But it's us to be strong, Be my friend and we just can do it, 'Cause we can't make an enemy when I love you mad.

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If I Die Young... Dear Lord forgive me for my life of sin, 'Cause I got myself talking, Like I'm walking with a secret, That will kill me if I tell. Dear the one who cares, Don't worry me, Even if I die, Don't shed a tear for me. I'll be smiling, Inside a dark place, Better than this, in Heaven, And if I don't make it to the right hand side, Don't pity me, 'Cause I didn't choose the life I lead, The life itself chose me, And that was my destiny. And when things get hard for you out there, Just remember; They once called you a Slay Queen, A Slut, a Gold digger and a Hoe. But still you managed to stay strong, You're unbreakable! And this one won't pin you down, 'Cause even alive you managed all my shits. Without giving up on me, You tried the best you could, And maybe it was me or us, That didn't understand the way it should have been. I'm sorry if I let you down, But sorry means nothing, When the other party, Won't be willing to forgive. So if I die at 21, Live another 21 more days for me, Be happy and don't freak, 'Cause I'll be watching over you

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The Sun Is Beaming **The sun is beaming** The sun is beaming in its glory🌞, There is a spark everywhere you see! But you are not there along😔 In this morning my dear to see😣 Wish I could be with you🙂 Kissing you a lovely da😚 Wish I could be with you🤗 To see the sun set this way👩‍❤️‍👨 This is my lovely wish to you🤓 That you have a lovely day Good morning my sweetheart You stay in my heart!❤️

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COLOUR OF LOVE. I know the colour of love, Cause it lies in you, I know the colour of truth, For sure it's on your image, If it comes from the heart, I will know it is real, It's gonna colour your soul, Colourfully like a rainbow, The colour of love resides in you, You're a miraculous angel, From under the bridge you pulled me, While drowning and gasping volumes of water, Swimming I couldn't, Attending swimming classes I didn't, You blew air in me, You made me recuperate from my dilemma, You've painted my world in the colour of love, Made me sparkle like a bald headed guy, I promise to love you, My journey has started with you, Come love me forever more, That's my only plea.

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I Gotta Blame My Attraction I'm an open person, Free with everyone, Even the old fashion, Your kids no I'm the only one. Who can make the happy, I'm like their pappy, But you think I'm a lure, 'Cause you fail to act mature. You got a cracked mind, Anything I do out here you wanna find it, You say I spoilled your girls, But you gotta blame my attraction. I'm not after them, 'Cause I got respect for them, You piece me off, You talk ill of me out there. Who said when I talk to these girls, I'm goinna date them, Do you feel yourself really? I guess you're sick inside. Besides walking across estates, What do you do? Failed to mind your business, Just trying to find my craziness. You got traits, To set us baits, So to fall in your insults, But look woman, I got an insight. You can't fade my name, I got lot of supports, And till they run, till they come, You can't make clear shorts. 'Cause you guessing, But I know these people are my blessing. When the world seems cursing, And I know I won't be messing.

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QUESTIONS? Even at tough times? You can’t question? Is this love? Or emotion? How am I suppose to know we still together? Or can I call it promotion? While I’m falling, can’t even nod your head down? Is this a new way of... or its boredom? It’s true I told you to wait ,but is this the pay-way now? Love and hate, really now? You bring me back to life? Is it all in the name of love? Now you watching me in stitches? Who said I need their fixes? At my home? Was I frightened? Excited? Can we go back to our throne? Like a rat in the highway? Did we get lost on the hey-wai’? All I can here is “where can I stop?” Wanna lose thinks that make life worth? I gat a world inside my head? So I call therapist, can it be fixed? Is our in dead? Or can you quick fix? Are we still at the bottom of Everest? Are we here forever? Or we fell to fast? And time getting past? Have I been roaming these streets? Trying to rethink? Can I stay so fit? While just watching you hike? Is there any of this kind of love? Are gods almost at a froze? Or am I just afraid to lose you Love? Or do we need to explore? Can I build an empire with all these questions?

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Why Do Women Cry Maybe these poems will answer the question: **IN LOVE WITH A STRANGER** It began with a friend request, So reluctant I was, I never wanted any closeness with him, Although I loved his vibes, Swiftly and fast, Within a blink of an eye, Contacts exchange, Endless nights chats, No love talks, But my heart was being fished out slowly, I can't walk away, And I can't say yes! It's an addiction, Long night calls, Yet I deny it, I can't accept I'm in love, He is a stranger, But I love him. Sweet wake up calls, Brightening up my morning, A sweet addiction, I can't stop it, I'm in love with a stranger, Should I accept it? Should I say it? Should I? Should I love him? Should .... **Look at the distant star** Night is so quiet and so peaceful,😇 It spreads like the sheet of silence,🙃 You feel so good to embrace this night,😉 Makes up for the most pretty sight.😌 I miss you more when there is dark😒, Not that I miss you for my bed,😛 It's a feeling I can't pretend,😚 Coz you are my psych and you are my spark 💪 A reason why I smile in life even when I'm broke. Wishing you a lovely night😊 Wishing you good night!

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We need love to be complete At the work place, you need love, You can't work strongly, When no one loves you, You can't perfect your skills, You can't be promoted either. At the school you need love, You can't stay in a class, Where everyone hates you, You can't perform you'll be stressed. At your home, you need love, You can't be in a house, Where no one wants you, You'll suffer loneliness. In a relationship, you need love, You can't be happy, When the one you love hates you, You will be depressed You'll commit suicide, When it'll be hard to bear. So, we need love, To love and be loved, To be happy, And make someone happy. To cheer up, To be energetic, To have hopes, To feel warm and have a company.

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MEMORIES 2 I loved her I loved her body I loved everything Everything about her She was a jewel One so rare She was a diamond Hard to crack It took me 5years 2months 10 days 6hours 30 minutes 6 seconds To bring down her barriers She was bold enough To scare everyman away But I was bold enough To make her fall for me Of all I dated With her it was different I felt such a connection One I never felt before But here I am today With a bouquet of flowers Standing by her grave She is long gone Bold are the letters Rest In Peace And a cross Well craft on the stone All I remain with Are just memories Memories we made Memories we shared Memories that haunt me Haunt me when Am all alone Memories they are.

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Dear mama, Where will I find a woman like you ? Where will I get a mother like you ? Where on this earth ? Where on this universe? I need a woman to Marry... A lady of your callibar... A precious lady without makeups... A lady of good esteem... A lady who will teach my kids the hard way... A lady who will be a mentor to many... A lady who will be admirable like you... Mama, Tell me... Say it without fear.. So that I can bring a good daughter in law... The daughter you will love with your heart... A daughter in law who will be understood by everyone... A daughter in law who will be obedient to my voice... A daughter in law who will be the best mum to my kids... A daughter in law who will my best companion... Mama, say it to me.. Where I will get the wife to my feelings... The medicine to my lust... The painkiller to my thirst...

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Mr. Politician, The Lord Almighty granted you breathe, He sustained you since childhood, He kept you since elections, Now you are a man of your own, A man with six senses, A man with two hands, The left and the right.. But Mr. Politician.. Why are youths jobless? Why are women yelling ? Why is that orphan in street without education ? Mr. Politician I'm a student, No Helb! No bursary ! You promised water but brought thirst, You promised good roads but brought unachievable goals... We are no more, Referee you aren't But dirty game you play Politics of no gain Mr. Politician, be it good or bad You will be my blame, come rain come sunshine You spoke to our eyes, now deaf you are No development made... But Mr. Politician why ? Why promise Canaan when red sea is unpassable? Why promise paradise when hell's gate are wide open ? Why promise the goat grass but bring meat ?

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Unqualified Generation This is the generation With no head or tail A generation With rotten eggs But who is to blame If not the before generation This is a generation Where parents separate Forgetting their own children Everyone goes his or her own way The father marries And the mother gets married They start a new life Forgetting their past A child is left To wander in the streets His or her sibling on his or her own back Torn are their clothes Yet if asked They will tell you I had a mother and father But I don't know where they are A generation where A child can raise his or her voice At his or her parents Just because A parent said he or she can't afford To buy them something A generation where A parent buys the child a camera Just for them to go Take nude photos and Post them on social media And we blame the social media Yet its helpful if used well A generation where nobody Looks into Their children's life Just because They think they are responsible Or they are too busy Even to think of them A generation where A brother Lies with the sister And in three days She is running to the toilet Just to vomit Due to the smell of fish Yet its her favourite food She is pregnant But who is there to enquire If the parents are busy This is still the generation A father takes advantage Of his own daughter And he can't feel The guilt The generation where Though a woman Has voice She still dwells in the past Believing in the african traditions That a woman has no voice A generation where A child knows much More than his or her own parents She becomes the teacher He becomes the teacher Not the student This is the generation This is my generation The generation I live in.

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Here comes the night, After day's fight, Almost turning off the lights The mind so tired, The soul has tried, The birds aren't chirping, The music isn't making sense, All you need is a cool rest, Have a beautiful night my lovelies 😴😴

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Good morning loved ones. I hope all is well. I'm Sorry I haven't been able to update new stories poems /articles because I haven't been feeling well. Mind me in your prayers so that I can be back soon. Thank you

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Hello writers, how are you holding up?

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Hello writers, how are you holding up?

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Something Has Changed In Read.Cash Two months ago we were at a better place. In as much as it is not stated clearly, we still got a few points for just publishing. We got a few points for commenting and even sharing an article. But after the recent upgrade, RC has become useless. They say that those things won't give you points. That you can only get points by being upvoted by a power user. You'll agree with me that this is one thing that is discouraging writers in this platform. Take for instance, you have to work 5 times what you did last month in order to get something. But still, do we know who there power users are? Is it easy for them to upvote you when they have not subscribed to you? Does this new rule means if you have 300 subscribers and a month them is zero power user, then you will get nothing? Someone help me understand this new rule 😔

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I am Mourning For My Read.Cash points Good morning guys. I woke up feeling sad. Why? This is because yesterday I tried. I write very fresh articles. People commented and liked. I commented on other articles too. But I woke up to a payment of 0.01$ I didn't expect this. Considering the efforts I had out yesterday. Has any of you ever experienced this? Because am a bit confused on whether or not to continue writing 😔

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The Poem I Did Not Wish To Write I did not wish to write this poem, But it would not leave me be. Throughout the night, Throughout the day, No matter what, it would not go away. I did not wish to write this poem, But it took over me. Forced my hand to pen it down, My brain to think of nothing else, Until it was done, I knew no rest. I did not wish to write this poem, But here it is before me. The ghost that possessed me laid to rest. These last lines are the final rites, For the poem I did not wish to write.

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You Never Once Did To the one who had stolen my heart, At our first glance from the very start, Exchanging awkward small talks and smiles, Not realising that it would lead us to a million miles. So you became a song that I would listen to, Lyrics were your words of deepest secrets, And the rhythms described the cries That your mind tried to sing, Like an endless loop in playlist and ringtone, I promised to be your music, a support to bring. Naive and reckless I was when it came to emotions, Mistaking your kindness as love and affection, A prince charming in my fairy tales, A daydream wish to live happily ever after, But now, It's just pain and nightmares of scattered heart pieces and shattered dreams. I loved you, But you never once did.

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A Letter To My Unborn Baby My darling baby, I can't wait to have you in my arms To kiss, To look at your tiny eyes I want to see you sleep on my arms And smell your pretty scent I want to feel you suckle my nipple And kiss you my look alike I want to see you take your first step And call me "Mama"🥺 I want you to grow up telling me That am your mentor I don't want you to struggle with life Like I did But to have a beautiful life I want you to admire me all your life You are the reason I smile The reason I move The reason why I live Imma make you a better life than I had I love you my pie My baby My blood You are mine Loves, Mommy😚 ©

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Peace Of The Piece The stars looked beautiful outside; more beautiful than all deemed fit times I'd look through my telescope to perceive a serenity millions of years above. So I stumbled away from his ribside and trod through a half lit corridor- thirsting over an obsession I have grown to worship. In the dark, my hands rummaged through a fraction of debris that lied about this trashed home seeking a piece of paper onto which my piece would find peace. A pen was somewhere on a wooden stool, diddling through the emptiness of belonging to him probably dancing the night off alongside currents that found their way through broken glass windows he had struck while drunk. So, I began writing until the night's was all told- with pen on paper. _Day challenge 81_ _Theme: Pen and Paper_

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The Joy Of Bad Company Have you ever take some beer With some friends, Have you ever smoked some weed, With your friends? Has your friend ever taken you To meet up with an older guy For you to date For money? Has your friend ever taken you to a bash Without your parents consent? Has your friend ever invited you over To introduce you to sex? The joy of these kind of friends is beautiful The time your friend does this You do it openly Without thinking For you know your friend can never hurt you Your friend can never do you harm Your friend can mislead you too But you never care The excitement of money From the help of your friend Is best But you never regret it But the joy of bad company is beautiful.

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A Journey Of Love ***THEME: FAITH*** Even at times when my thoughts Are not clear you somehow manage to live in them. The only thing that's been capturing my mind These days is ' _was this separation necessary,_ Like a heavy metal breaking a precious gem?' The joy of you being close to me was tremendous, But in my share, Our separation came in huge abundance. Come and eradicate these distances You'll always remain my pride. You were like a dream come true for me And when you left I'd been mortified. Our love is like where the ocean and the sky kiss, Infinite and indescribable Yet fades away within the mist. This journey has taught me patience, I keep the faith in me and you, I know everyday without you here, Brings me one step closer to you.

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Classmate Memoirs **Classmates memoirs** Something never turns back, No matter how I try, Time can't bring me back to where I was, And that makes me cry sometimes. Even though I can't change it, But I have a memory on it, Thinking bout' my classmates, And the way we used to slang before. He was a chubby nigga on the scene, Annoying sometimes, But was helpful at times, When a clean work was needed. He stayed real among the deskmates, Protected my stuffs, Was fanny when he laughs, And watchful against the school's pirates, No doubts he was clever, Even the teachers had to notice, When he fake a fever, To avoid a hard football practice. But it's all gone, I can't be there anymore, Just to remind himm on the phone, That I'm still writing and always on war with my pen.

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The Unwanted Good Times Amid the pandemic, my life feels pathetic Stuck in between my past and my derailing present😔 Worried about what the future holds for me🤔 A time when memories still holds me back 😓 A time when I have a number of people crushing on me 🤧 Dated and broken up online 💔 A time when my smile goes unnoticed Broke and fucked up with life 😒 Dealing with unfaithful promises and  fake personalities 🤧 Loosing even own battles 😫 I crave for the good old memories✌💯 A better future✨❤

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The Little Things It's the little things. The good morning texts, that brightened our mornings, And the goodnight wishes, that made us fall asleep smiling. It's the little things. The calls that came through our phones, that made our hearts warm, And the soothing loving words, that gave us confidence. It's the little things. The affectionate messages, that made our hearts flatter, And the sweet compliments, that gave us butterflies. It's the little things, That made us feel sparks all over, And finally made us fall in love. With time, it became addictive, and something we got used to. It's the little things, That we wished it would never stop, Because that's only what we needed to make us happy, But even so, the little things became much to do, Hence in return, painfully crushing our hearts.

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Unable To Describe Her How best can I describe her, Give the pencil may be I could draw, Or just write it with a pen, Perhaps a song can do, Or may be I should write a novel. Her beauty too big for the words, May be the teeth are but snow, The figure is said to be"eight," The face is so brown, And the eyes well fixed. A bit tall a bit short, A bit fat a bit slim, The smile can disorient an enemy, And the blushing can blind totally, Those legs must have been well studied. Steps well calculated, The sitting posture just appetizing, The voice too is melodious, This is the beauty of the beauty, A calabash no one can despise. Friends help me describe her, May be one can draw her, As another writes with the pen, Another one should compose a song, And the novelist too can scribble it.

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African Beauty A perfect African diva, To her is a perfectly viva! The daughter of the Tana river, The true African diva. Tall as the coconut tree, A perfect figure of a calabash, The teeth like the African Milk, Wonderful hair like the black horse, The true African diva. The waist looks set, To move to the rhythms of the drum beats, The legs are so strong, To fetch the water from Ireri river, This is the true African diva. When I say much about her, I might distort her beauty, When I think too much of her, I might do an abomination, Perfectly she is an African diva.

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Darker Nights Don't leave me In this dark world of struggles, Where pains and sorrows Have become companions to man. Don't leave me In this life all alone For the nights shall be darker Without you beside me. Don't leave me In this journey so early For I am still tender And cannot walk alone. Don't leave me In this thick forest of life. Stay with me and light my path For without you, I will be lost. Xmith Literature