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It’s Friday Fun Dance

Getting my groove on Friday.

Free my heart from all hustle.

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Thank God it’s Friday

Giving it all I got to rejoice

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Success all the way

No regrets but to accept

And be optimistic

It’s Friday Fun Dance

 

And believe the sky 

is just the beginning.

 

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I will Take You Home

I will take you home

In me, your heart belongs

On wings soaring high and strong

Like diamonds in the sky

You shall see me twinkle for you

Across the ocean raging beauty

I will cross all boundaries

In the deep blue sea

I will take you to a place you’ve never been

The demons of your past will flee

Their intentions of destructions on your heart

Conquered and replaced with my love.

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Being The Center Of Attention

Have you found yourself being the center of attention where every step you take is counted, the move you make is measured, all ears flip open at the sound of any speech you are about to give, every eye gape open when you sneeze?

It’s a burden on me when certain people expect the best from me, did I announce to them that I’m all and mighty? I believe lots of people have been there or are there right now. How do you feel? Certainly, it’s ridiculous when you find yourself in this position.

I have found myself in this position at one time in my life, trust me I wasn’t loving it even though some thought I was.

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I just want to be myself

Feel comfortable with who I am

I want to look into the sky

scream without anyone judging me

I want to trip and fall

rise up again and move on

I want to be superior in my own way

I don’t care for acknowledgments…

Have you found yourself in this situation, how did you handle it? Kindly give your advice.

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My Pot Of Words

Floating in a rythmic attitude

Across the parallel lined surface

Pot of words that fill within me

 

 

Strings of melodious strokes

Filling my buds in sweetness

Songs in my heart I cry

 

Embellish my pot of words

Outpouring in rainbow form

Across the sky in creativity

My pot of words

 

Call forte the bird

That carry the words

Of my soul in the night

Come forte….

 

 

Satan Be Gone

When I think of all the reasons why I should run

When I think of all the reasons why I should give up

When I start to realise that I am who I am

And then when I begin to see that the sky is just the beginning

It triggers like a gun shot; half way to the target; I say to myself

I have the power in me to succeed and be who I want to be in life.