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OpeneCj

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The world today

A poem by me on view of the word today, let me know your opinion. The world is in dismay and something needs to be done about it enough of the blood shed, human life matters. If you felt touched please love and go to my page to see more.. Thanks

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Drake 🥱

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The Death of a football Legand

Football legend Pelé has passed away at the age of 82. Viewed by many as the planet's finest footballer, Edson Arantes do Nascimento, known to the world as Pelé, adored the game and the game adored him back. Wherever he went, thousands of fans would follow, hoping to catch a glimpse of the three-time World Cup winner. At the age of 16, Pelé had already made his mark on the international stage, scoring on his debut against arch-rivals Argentina in 1957. One year later, his skills throughout the t

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Usama Ahmad

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Jerry Springer

Jerry Springer is an American television presenter, actor, and former politician. He was born on February 13, 1944, in London, England, and raised in New York City. Springer started his career in politics, serving as a councilman and later the mayor of Cincinnati, Ohio, from 1977 to 1981. After leaving politics, he began hosting a talk show called The Jerry Springer Show in 1991, which quickly became known for its controversial topics, sensationalism, and confrontational style. The show featured

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SAHIL 'THE PARZIVAL' PIRWANI

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'DEATH' a POEM

a poem about death, and how it is end and where we find peace,

'DEATH' a POEM
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Nish

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Forever

Clouds got darker. Wind started to flow fast. It felt like the sky is going to cry hard. But nothing affected the pale man sitting in the dirty ground with the lifeless body of his lover on his lap. Not a single drop of tear left his eyes. He stared at the pale face of his lover engraving every feature into his heart. His love looked so peaceful, so calm. A small smile still visible on those blue lips. He stared and stared, his eyes emotionless until the first drop of rain fall onto his face. He

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Possy

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DEATH

The poem is about a country's situation. Insecurity of a country,the restless mind of its people

DEATH
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MD soikot Islam

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Live after Death

In shadows deep, where whispers fade, A realm unknown, where souls cascade, The afterlife, a mystic realm, Where life's true essence takes the helm. No longer bound by earthly chains, A new existence, where spirit gains, A canvas vast, where dreams take flight, In endless day or tranquil night. From mortal coil, we gently part, A journey to another start, In realms unseen, we find our way, A chance to bloom, a brighter day. With memories held, and love embraced, In afterglow, we find our place,

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Kech

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DEATH (TRIBUTE TO GRANDMOTHER)

Death which brings sorrows and pain to mankind .it has no respect on man. Neither to the poor nor to the rich. It rubs like a thief. Day after Day ,My heart breaks and pricks,Hearing that the dearest person in my heart is dead. Death is a silent killer,it doesn't give permission ,it comes like a thief at night. My heart pricks cos the one i call my backbone is no more. My heart solicit for guidance,cos one who has been there for me during thick and thorns is no more . one whom has been m

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Aminat Adetunji

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Rivers Pastor Sentenced To Death By Hanging

Pastor Chidiebere Okoroafor, the General Overseer of the Altar of Solution and Healing Assembly based in Oyigbo, Rivers State, has been handed a death sentence by a High Court sitting in Port Harcourt for multiple murders. Okoroafor was standing trial for killing his choir mistress, Orlunma Nwagba, who he allegedly impregnated. He was also facing murder charges for the killing of Orlunma’s friend, Chigozie Ezenwa, and her 11 months old baby girl, Cresabel, on December 11, 2017, in the Oyigbo Loc

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IN MEMORY OF ALL LOST DADS

Losing a parent when you've barely even had a chance to know them is just something else I cannot comprehend. I lost my papa just before I turned a year old. The only memory I have of him is photos...he only had 3 existing photos left behind. I feel and know I love him;...the resemblance and the smile he left portray the hero that brought me to this world. Every Father's Day is a celebration and a moment of silence for the man I did not get a chance to pay my last respect to. I know life would have been better and different if he was present. My life choices would be guided just by the presence of his being. My family would not be broken at such a fragile age. All I can ask is "Why so soon Daddy?" I know someone else was shattered more than I could ever be....My Mama. I write this because her strength has held us two as a family and raised a strong woman inside. Her hard work and sacrifices have broken boundaries. MAY ALL THE SOULS OF OUR LOST PAPAs REST IN ETERNAL PEACE.

IN MEMORY OF ALL LOST DADS
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Harrison Mwakio

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LOST AND DESPAIR, HOPE IN REPAIR

Sometime in the distant past in a little town, there carried on with a little youngster named Lily. Lily was known for her consideration and sympathy towards everybody she met. At some point, as she was strolling through the town square, she saw an old man sitting alone on a seat, his eyes loaded up with misery. Interest and concern made Lily indescribably pleased as she moved toward the man. "Excuse me, sir. Are you okay?" she asked tenderly. The older man gazed toward Lily, and tears gushed in

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Emma

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Life after Death

Life after the death of my husband

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Karo Black

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Arms of Death

In her grief She recognized that all will be as they should be. She had thought she could have love, Felt she deserved it, And that in time Someone would come to love her for who she was. It took years of pain For her to acknowledge and realize That love was never in the mind of her creator When He placed her upon earth. It was in grief of the hope lost, And the loneliness that waited ahead, That she walked dazedly into the arms of death. Death cared for her more than others, Because unlike ever

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De Johnson

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The Final Goodbye

Death is a mystery, It's a journey we all must take, A journey that's unknown, A journey that's hard to make. It's a journey that's dark and cold, A journey that's hard to behold, A journey that's filled with fear, A journey that's hard to steer. It's a journey that's filled with pain, A journey that's hard to explain, A journey that's filled with sorrow, A journey that's hard to follow. It's a journey that's filled with grief, A journey that's hard to believe, A journey that's filled with tears

The Final Goodbye
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Ferdinand

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MELLOW DEATH

Sweet melancholy of stunning face by my crib. The Silent sound of my death rattle. I hike facets. In resplendent apparel of grace. Listening to the dark choir of the night. As the Nightingale plays the lullaby. The night of the dark moment. Whispering in the ear of every head. Do not mourn my demise! On a segue to a beautiful land. Seek solace in your storm. I live in death. I am not dead! I live daily In tranquility in one big Sauna. I bid goodbyel. © Ferdinand

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Viastra

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Ode to Death

Ode To Death

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Adepitan Rapheal

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Alive, They're Overlooked. Dead, They're Celebrated: The Disconnect Between Life and Death.

Many people are overlooked and undervalued during their lives, but celebrated after their deaths. This article explores the disconnect between life and death, and offers ideas for bridging the gap.

Alive, They're Overlooked. Dead, They're Celebrated: The Disconnect Between Life and Death.
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Michirure

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An Elegy

When all the world's merely a stage As William Shakespeare famously said. You live, you grow and eventually age Then close your eyes as you're laid to bed. A soul that rises to love's soft embrace Soon retires to coldness, death abreast, Upon the echo of eternal rest, And the bell that tolls a mournful face. The earth beneath hums its own lullabies, As the wind whispers his gentle caress Of bittersweet mem'ries and goodbyes, No more pains and regrets to suppress Every heartache finally put to re

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Michayla

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Gone

Gone I saw you on your death bed Your eyes were open , but you were unresponsive You did not blink , you gasped as your lungs begged for air I held your hand , your hand was warm I checked to see if you had a pulse , the veins on your neck showed where it formed I saw you on your death bed Your eyes were closed , you were gone No blinking , your lungs had given up in the war I held your hand , it was cold I checked your pulse , there was nothing to the touch I felt a second time and a third and

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Noahstanleyehd

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Day of Boxing

In a boxing match, Two boxers are fighting With each wanting to win. With their fight, People die. Their corps are seen Scattered. They are off both civilian and military. Blow after blow is landed, Manoeuvre after manoeuvre is performed Their drive to win, Ends up inflicting injuries to their bodies. Widows are created and orphans are made. Siblings are lost and civilians slaughtered like animals. In the end, one gives in There is a victor. But at what cost did this victory occur? How many are

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