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Gratitude

Gratitude, oh sweet gratitude, How you make our hearts uplifted, With every moment that we breathe, You remind us how we're gifted. For every dawn that breaks the night, And every bird that sings its song, For every friend that brings us light, We thank you, gratitude, so strong. With every challenge that we face, You show us how to persevere, And with your gentle, loving grace, We find the strength to conquer fear. In every smile that we receive, And every kindness that we see, We feel your war

Happiness is a Choice

Happiness is a choice, A decision we make each day, To embrace the joy within us, And let our worries fade away. It's not found in wealth or power, Or the things that we possess, But in the moments that we treasure, And the people that we bless. It's the laughter of children playing, The warmth of the sun on our skin, It's the love that we give and receive, And the peace that we find within. Happiness is a journey, Not a destination to reach, It's a state of mind and heart, That we can always ch

Love

Love is something so surreal It's an indescribable feeling That, quite impossible to conceal It gives us a heart of steel Bonding us like a wheel Creating strong ties with every deal Love helps you to heal And gives you something to feel No matter if it is real It's a power so surreal It gathers people in appeal Filling them with a strong zeal One who finds true love Is surely blessed from above Giving more heavenly than a dove Love is something so surreal It's an indescribable feeling Which if

Bad government

A government so bad, their eyes cannot see The pain and suffering of the oppressed beneath A desolation of choice, a dwindling democracy A heart so dark and filled with greed A corrupted ruling class, with no remorse Equality and justice, nothing but force The outcry of the people is falling on deaf ears As lives are hampered by their wicked cares Unyielding to progress, a world of despair Eliminating thoughts of hope, no chance to dare A continuous cycle of the same despair Nothing changes, the

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This one is for your parents

It's hard

Poem

It's Time to decide which path is worth sticking to in 2022

WEALTH

Wealth brings many more toys, It's beauty masks all its joys, It stains with infinite spoils, But soon reveals its hidden toils. Without abundance it may not be found, The cost of its pleasure is profound, Wealth can define who we are, Contentment rarely is the star. Not just a matter of ownership, But a sensible system of precision, With right use of wealth comes great reward, But what's earned may easily be ignored. Don't let wealth define your life, Make sure it doesn't take its strife, Cheri

New week blessing

A time for new beginnings, A fresh chance for change, A time of hope and potential, Let this new week arrange. May times of joy and laughter Bring us out from our walls, And miles of memories made Drive away our sorrows. As the week unfolds its fortune, Let us be graced with good luck, In mind, body and spirit, Our paths can never be stuck. A blessing for a new week That our lives may be blessed, A chance to learn, improve and grow, And our worries laid to rest.

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Sad poetry

The Labours of our Heroes Past Shall Never Be In Vain

Whenever the verse comes to my mind I feel sorry for the lives lost during the fight for the freedom, Their labour is beginning to go in vain the pain is starting to come again... More lives is to be wasted but the future is very dim... No reflection of hope , all expectations is drenched, the hope is lost, no one believes in himself anymore, talented young people are kept in the shades with no hope of chasing their dreams that way they give up their passion and go for farming which is not his d

Government

A Government Tainted By Shame A ruin struck by practices so lame One that creates conflict,and lies to blame Where the cries of citizens go unheard A place where the powers that be are absurd A plague of poor policies fall like rain A corroded government doomed to remain.

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वे पागल लोग

कुछ पागल है सरहद पर खड़े हैं, उनकी वजह से हम सुरक्षित खड़े हैं, आंधी हो तूफ़ान हो रुकते नहीं है वे, सरहद को सुरक्षित रखते हैं वे, गोली चलाना नहीं है चाहते, हिंसा को बढ़ाना नहीं है चाहते ।। पर कुछ गद्दारो के लिए पूरी गोली खाली करते हैं, हाँ ये वही पागल है जो हमारे लिए मरते है ।। अपना आशियाना साजाना उनका ख्वाब नहीं होता, सरहद पर कोई घुसपेठ करे उनसे बरदाश्त नहीं होता, छाती अपनी आगे करके खड़े हो जाते हैं, लहू की होली खेल खेल कर आंसमा छु जाते हैं ।। हिम्मत नहीं हारते वे, गोली चलाना बेखुबी जानते ह

Need I say more?

Need I say more?📣📣 Our manners are gone! Our loves 💘 ain't genuine! Religious Institutions ⛪ 🏫 are now salesy! Need I say more?📣🔊 Nobody wanna associate with a hungry hustler, but they turn up when he's got a delicacy 🚀🚤✈💐🎊🎆🎇🎉 So our government took away our commonwealth & they made it their lineage wealth 💰 💵 💷 💶 💴💸💱 Need I say more? 👄 Knowing somebody who also knows somebody is the new requirement! Need I say more? 👄 📣🔊 Criminals 🔫 🚬🔪 are footloose and now so free! And we deny LGBTQIAPD a place in our society! And yet we pretend to believe love is love in its entirety! 🌹❤💙💚💛💜💓💕💖💗💘💝💞💟 Social Injustice on every street! Need I say more?? 🎤 🔊 🗿 - @1AbiodunOf234