Poems About Life
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The old man is standing,
Why? the bus does not stop here... -
The dry leaves nourish my garden
Why always the sweeping and blowing them away... -
Under the mantle of a star filled African night
I listen to the wind in that majestic setting... -
I want somebody, to tell what is the soul of a...
God is playing on my mind... -
The completeness of self-realization is all sorts...
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The argument for the importance for "love for...
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So precious yet so short
Life is indeed to us... -
The old man is standing,
Why? the bus does not stop here... -
Under the mantle of a star filled African night
I listen to the wind in that majestic setting... -
Intersecting past and future, ‘is now’!
You need to learn the art of self-discovery... -
asleep at dawn? you just missed the best
the world has brushed its teeth... -
WHO will join them to make the world One?
WHO will it be to pen their names upon parchment...
