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Friday Inspiration

Time to have fun

It’s Friday inspiration

Live, Laugh and Love.

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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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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

 

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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.