Poems by patrick

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  • Intersecting past and future, ‘is now’!
    You need to learn the art of self-discovery...

  • I want somebody, to tell what is the soul of a...
    God is playing on my mind...

  • cut roses the symbol of dyeing
    beauty to crumbling...

  • do you know what makes poverty the worst?
    it’s the educated mind...

  • sitting here with my page
    in the dark. of the morning night...

  • 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...

  • spiritual dreamers set the imagination on fire
    searching scripture for answers...

  • I have no intention, for my words to spark an...
    my only wish is to articulate in imagery...

  • some-times we need to fall on the ground,
    to appreciate the view...

  • sitting at the table of life
    the truth of my blood; my heritage...

  • there be times I would like to dig up their...
    the head of rotter’s row...