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Success Of Taking A Risk
No matter who you are,
No matter what you did,
No matter where you’ve come from,
You can always become a better version of yourself – Madonna
Been gone for a couple of weeks to turn things around in certain areas of my life that needed deep attention and I’m glad it was more than worth it.
What is life without a little risk? – J.K Rowling
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When Human Becomes Nature
Nature stands tall
and blossom naturally
without care for worldly things
If only humans could
care less about beauty
or vanity
so we could experience freedom and happiness
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Monday Inspiration
Build your dreams,
Never loose hope.
Don’t loose confidence
Because you failed,
Your failure is only pointing
You towards the right direction- Eddaz
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Friday of Inspiration
At my time of realisation
That life is a beautification
Of joint effort of coalition
Which results to celebration
Of a week of good organisation
Happy Friday of inspiration to elation.
Live
Love
Be happy
On Friday of elation
Xoxoxo
Sunday Love Inspiration
I love myself, so I’m dedicating today to ME! ME! ME! I love everyone too but I need time for me. Whatever you do today, be happy, love yourself, give no one the responsibility of loving you. Happiness starts with you, then every other thing falls into place. Happy Sunday to everyone out there.
I am grateful to have been loved and to be loved now and to be able to love, because that liberates.
Love liberates. It doesn’t just hold – that’s ego.
love liberates. It doesn’t bind.
Love says, ‘I love you’re in China. I love if you are across town. I love you if you are in Harlem. I love you. I would like to be near you. I’d like to have your arms around me. I’d like to hear your voice in my ear. But that’s not possible now, so I love you -Maya Angelou
I would Eat Popcorn for Poetic Pastures
I would eat popcorn for poetic pastures,
Inspiring for poet’s finest thought,
Smiting a puff up heated word-web of senses;
For my thought to live in tunes.
To which I popped-up poetic licences,
Solemnizing words unseen being nearer brought.
It’s grooviness popped-up words unwritten,
I mouthfully chewed; creating an insightful leisure
Of poetic-catharsis, with crimson literature,
That without cornfield prairies comes a poetic drought.
My popcorn brings me a quietude chair,
Where poet-inspiration will sit in;
When it mused soundless words in the air,
Rhymed and ballad; as the pop is melting.
Brings the words close to the poet inspiring.
I walked popping corn in the linear hedges,
Singing by the colourful lilies edges;
Popcorn in my mouth turning sadness into good,
While I chewed the last pop beneath my blanket,
To which I prayed; popcorn be my thought-food.
This was written and sent to me by my friend Jubril Gulani. If you are reading this, I want you to know that I wish you all the best.
