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How Do You Solve A Problem?
Inspired by “How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria?” — music by Richard Rodgers, lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein II. After the Sound of Music, How Do You Solve A Problem Like Maria? When I’m with him, I’m in love.Out of my mind and overthinkingAnd I never know exactly what to do.I’m trying to work…
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My Closure Statement
WORDS: He loves me, and He thinks the world of me. He’s not brave enough to be vulnerable about how he feels. I cannot force him but I can choose to fix my eyes on the things that matter whilst he develops the courage, but I am not responsible for his growth and maturity, but…
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I Didn’t Mean To Be
WORDS: I didn’t mean to be the girl that told the world all your weaknesses. I thought you were bold enough for them to know. And what I didn’t say in all this mess; is that you are perfect the way you are. I didn’t mean to be the girl that told the world you…
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Christian Bad Boy
WORDS: I think you’re angel and a work of art but also a stranger tearing my world apart. I think you’re an angel and a work of art but also just a stranger who makes me laugh. I think you’re an angel and a work of art but also just a stranger needing courage to…
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Sometimes He Thinks You Are
WORDS: Sometimes he thinks you are smile; warm, bright and vibrant but then it changes quickly so he thinks you’re inconsistent. Sometimes he thinks you’re your eyes; soft, inviting and gentle but then it cuts him deep every time you feel he does something wrong. So maybe you’re not. Sometimes he thinks you are laugh:…
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breaking the yoke (vision)
WORDS: I saw two sheep. The male had a yoke broken on its neck. The female came and rubbed her head on the male sheep and runs off. The male shakes his head to rattle off the yoke. He struggles, he shakes and eventually breaks free. He bolts off after the female sheep where she…
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Your Mother Is The Wind
WORDS: Distance and time, I find myself on an island. And each time I drift towards you. I see myself drown in my fears. Your mother is the wind, she rushes in to protect you. Sometimes like a hurricane, but she only needs to be a gentle breeze. Because I’m only a sunshine but not…
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Questions I Want To Ask Your Mother
WORDS: What did she pray when she had you? How did she hold you in her heart? When she held you what did she feel? What does she see when she looks into your eyes? Why does she laugh at us when we get shy? What does it remind her of? These were some of…
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I Think I’m Ready To Move On
WORDS: Have you ever crafted a fairytale so perfect it became a dream and the lusts of the heart tells you all is not as it seems. Well, I found myself wanderlust once upon a time in a place called Love. It was cruel, cold and full of lies. It was a lust called love…
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All The Things I Want To Know About You / Sand Dunes
WORDS: Baby I imagine you to be a sand dune. Heaps of you; in each speck of sand. I can see the questions; all the things I want to know about you. Who was the first girl that made you smile? Can you teach me what she said or did? Who was the first girl…
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Now I’m Embarrassed
WORDS: Baby, this is embarrassing; this is vulnerable I’m weak in the eyes when I see you so I quickly look away. Boy my shoulders tense, my hands clam up, my heart skips a beat then thunders a bit. I feel loved. I feel thrill. I feel fear. I’m embarrassed and common sense has left…
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I Just Wanted To Be Your Peace
WORDS: I have the superpower to annoy you, cut you with my words, hurt you with my eyes, flow with your anger, mould my moods to hold you guilty, disrespect you with my laughs, bend in defiance and rebel with my shoulders and hold my head high. But I want you to know that I…
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Another Love Poem
WORDS: Boy meets girl; boy likes girl; boy falls in love. I find my footprints in the sand and I see the silhouette of your steps. You chase. I run. You chase. I stop. The sea washes to the shore. Boy meets girl; boy likes girl; boy proposes. She sees the sunrise and the sunset…
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Sometimes I Think You Are…
WORDS: Sometimes I think you are your laugh; deep, hearty and wholesome.then I found out that same mouth has been calling me obsessed; not defending me in rumours so I think you are not. Sometimes I think you are your heart; soft, gentle, sensitivethen I found out it was beating for someone else; not me…
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How A Man Holds His Wife
WORDS: I want you to hold me, and I melt in your hands; and when you hold me it will be a call, a siren, a song. That in your arms, I’m everything and more, as two becomes one. I’m longing for you to hold me, and I’ll never see it as weakness, instead a…
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A Drop In The Ocean
WORDS: Sitting here in an ash heap of guilt,I earned truing to awaken love. I am an ocean upheaving,and you, a cloud of rain. I thought your response will brighten my daybut we seem to mirror away from each other. My questions are: what does he now think of me?Now that a drop in the…
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The Love I Don’t Want
WORDS: Lover boy, I don’t want a love that sounds like angry chords; and I know you know exactly what that means. It’s a love where you are burdened; so you strum the wrong tune because your finger feel clumsy; unable to find me exactly where you want so you make mistakes. Yet somehow we’ve…
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The Wait
WORDS: I’m so overwhelmed with love that sometimes I become an ash heap built on my desires and lusts. My love is wholesome and whole; sometimes quiet, sometimes brave and sometimes bold. I wear the loop of my heart on my left finger, my desire for purity. My happy ever after where this daughter is…
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i can see myself in your mess (from the outrun movie)
(from the outrun movie) WORDS:Although I’m not an alcoholic and my father is not bi-polar, I sometimes play with the winds in my hands and let the tree move as if I was an ochestra letting the music sway. Although I’m not white and my hair isn’t blue, I hope to fall in love with…
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a poem about nothing
WORDS:Everything woke up today; pulling and tugging Everything woke up today; pulling and tugging. At my heart strings; buoyant to everything in a heart floating about something. Somethings become sometimes,some dreams becomes goodbyes,but I’m holding onto everything,and don’t want to say goodbye tosome things that have become everything that I’d wishand wouldn’t want to make…
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origins
WORDS: why did you let them call you names that are not yours? did you see them pour the essence of its etymology into a beaker? they add the titrant of syllables and their mispronunciation in volumes of concentration. yet at this neutralisation, you become envious of the beaker. it falls and breaks. why did…
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golden years
i. a thousand doves search for an olive leaf.and piece by piece, they brought the tree.but all we saw was sticks and twigs.they kept adding despite our unbelief. ii. a hundred grains searched for wholesome landand years of famine spread and grewbut all we saw was the need for food.the grains had tenacity for other…
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erasure
erasures of borders; we no longer cut boundaries. erasures of borders; terrains were not conquered. memory loss, amnesia, and oblivion ; the moments insomnia was induced; possessions we shared with you. never ever, were you enslaved. you were a breath of freedom. and the night was an escapade. in the palm of my hand; were…
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dying
i’ve held dreams that laboured itself; and wondered in all its labouring why it didn’t ask for help? it holds the hope and drops the noose, i’ve held dreams that burned confused. and in its silence, i held its breath, and died a death that conquered self. call to me and reject the old and…
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Why I Write Haikus?

Writing haikus has been a simple yet complex process because I am aware that the English form of haikus is very different to what constitutes as a haiku in Japan. This is because sentence structures and syllables are quite different in these two cultures. Yet, the universal essence of nature as the topic of an…
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How To Prepare For Success

Preparing for success is one of the best things you can do for yourself . Why? Because if you prepare for success, you are building the foundations of maintaining it. So here are three aspects in which you need to be mindful of when preparing for success: 1. Reputation: The term reputation refers to how others…
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An Analysis of ‘My Father Is A Retired Magician’ By Dr. Ntozake Shange

In this blog post, an analysis of the poem ‘My Father Is A Retired Magician’ will be made. The poem commence with this: my father is a retired magician which accounts for my irregular behavior everythin comes outta magic hats or bottles wit no bottoms & parakeets are as easy to get as a couple a rabbits…
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Project One: Creating A Bookmark

Today I decided to embark on a creative process by creating an over-the-book bookmark. To create your own, you will need: A sewing machine, a piece of fabric, scissors, elastic band and an iron. The process of creating your own is written below in these six easy steps. STEP ONE: Fold and Iron the First…



