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IAM YET TO DIE

TITLE: I AM YET TO DIE POET: ABDULLATIF KHALID. I rise, alive, with a sigh, Whispers of wind, wistful and high. In every breath, a gentle cry, "I'm yet to die, I'm yet to die." Echos of eternity, entwined, In vibrant veins, life's rhythm defined. A symphony of moments, unconfined, "I'm yet to die, I'm yet to die." Silent symposium, shadows sway, Moonlit melodies, in darkness play. A lullaby, sung by stars, they say, "I'm yet to die, I'm yet to die." Whispering waves, upon the shore, The ocean's

"The Tide of Life"

This poem reflects on the ever-changing nature of life and how it brings both joy and strife. It encourages us to bravely ride through life's ups and downs, and even when things are still, to take the time to appreciate them.

THE BLEEDING HEART

Let us stop the killings happening on a daily basis

MA - The poem by habu

Mother is very valuable person in the whole world. In your bad time, no one will help you, there is no one care about you without your mother. So love your mother, care your mother because only she deserved it from you.Love your Other cause she aspects it from you in her every single time.

"PULL THE PLUG"

My life is now owned delusion Happiness is no longer illusion If Life is a bitch- then dig me a ditch If i pull the plug now I'll free my demons They say i'll be caged in the tunnel of Mammon But, Humans used to say 'There's light at the end of a tunnel- Still, Humans used to pray 'Master, save me from the tunnel' It calls me closer It calls me near Just once and it'll be over Death whispers in my ear. (c) Alex O'bor, 2020. All rights reserved.

Understanding Biblical Genres: From Poetry to Prophecy, Unraveling the Diversity of Scripture

The Bible is a diverse collection of books, each with its own unique style and purpose. From the poetic wisdom of Proverbs to the powerful prophetic messages of Jeremiah, understanding the different genres found in the Bible is crucial in order to fully grasp its message. One of the most well-known genres in the Bible is poetry. The book of Psalms is a prime example, with its poetic language and musical structure. These poems express a range of emotions, from praise and thanksgiving to lament an

Soulful Threads: Navigating Digital Labyrinths

"Soulful Threads": Elian and Alina's metaphoric digital journey towards authenticity. Philosophical conversations unravel avatars, revealing the human longing for real bonds. A call to bridge the virtual-authenticity divide.

Minds, Chains & Souls

Will I always owe you? Because you’ve been taking And I’m left behind with nothing, Left to pick up these pieces, it’s quite exhausting! I am left behind again... I hope you’re happy and laughing When I shout at you I look insane But I know I am sane, Don’t you say I’m wicked, we’re not the same You do the dirty work, you make people change, Now who is insane? All I do is play by your rules...trying to maintain You welcomed me and then locked me in chains Now tell me something World, Will I alwa

The View From The Summit

010 Did you see that mountain's peak? It's so high and so hard to climb. I'm always behind its shadows and I'm so sick. But I am just me, So ordinary, I'm not strong. So I will not be able to climb that mountain peak. Did you see that high summit? I wonder how far my feet can take me there. But I'm just me, So mediocre, Far from strong. So I will not be able to step unto that summit. So I will just hide in its shadows, Never be able to see that sun ahead. I will just bury my self in my sorrows,

love tone

In the presence of the sun, longing grows Love's melody touches the heart, flowing peacefully Harmony in a snippet of words, eternal in the soul In the depths of the inner self, united in true love Sacred rhythm, enchanting melodies play Every breeze caresses with a gentle touch Love embraces, bringing peace to the depths of the soul In 30 words, a remarkable poem is born Love's radiance shines, piercing through the darkness Within the heart, lies unspoken meaning The power of love

Poem on "The Reign of Thornbush"

An excerpt from the poem; "Too late did the trees learn a lesson profound, As do good men who stay silent, unbound, Choosing passivity in public affairs, they bear, To be ruled by the malevolent, a price unfair."

A Birthday Wish From Lexicon And The Fantastic Four

A Birthday Wish composed by myself and four of my closest high school friends, namely, Dr Rhyme AKA Superstar, Don Diego De Shotingo, Hygienic and Gill Sam to a certain lady in high school that has made it's way into the Songs of Lexicon.

MAGIC STONE

Story About Magic Stone 🤯🤯🤯

Poetry

Effluxion

Of all the machinations of the divine. Man if'en thou feareth none, thoust must fear Time and its authority to corrode, erode and corrupt. It is time that undoes man and its effluxion that reduces mass and matter. Reader, in two centuries time would've reduced you to dust and obscurity! Such is! -Kudi Msughter (For the year 2100)

My way to you

My Way To You I tell my tale A traveller lost On twisted roads that lead astray No lights to guide; On soggy nights, The dull moon; The sad rains The agonies endured No tonic for the pain O destiny, where did you hide Among desperate cries; among flickering flames To silent skies, a question raised Did I not submit? To all your ways A lightning heard; an answer paved On flesh so pure; I saw my way It was your face; it had such grace, surely an ace Do I deserve; such a place? My way to you I did

BEAUTIFUL MEMORIES

They are like dews, whetting the appetite of my heart, Making me smile and laugh, I am glad that I have them. They came in phases of my life a baby, a teenager, a young adult and as an adult. I remember Looking into my mother's eyes as she sings and gives me my bath, Running out of the room at the sound of 'Daddy is home' Running into his arms as he lifts me up, How I felt I could touch the sky. Watching mummy come home with other babies, And the house smelling of new born baby, Watching my fath

Beauty

This is the 2nd Poem I have ever written. Same age as I wrote 'Life As A Poet.' So I'd have been 13 or 14 when I wrote this.