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Sometimes, I spend time looking for faults At times, I look for failures along with a few disappointments Many times I look for something I did wrong – or some mistakes I have made And most of the time I look for something I hopefully did just right. Sometimes, I wonder and ask all the
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We start to ponder what is going to happen… love, work, health… all about life and living. We relive our successes, our failures… what we have lost, what we have achieved and what we have gained. We make plans… our so called New Year’s resolutions… a drawn out plan of goals and objectives. We
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In a box of skittles you seem to find the colours of the rainbow Amongst the colours each one have that special taste – acquired and not Each piece have a sense of smell and aroma may it be sour or sweet Each one of us will then pick first a favourite then the next
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Why, I love you? Because you annoy me and deliberately makes it a point to annoy me any moment in time… Because you make me smile at the way you do thoughtful gestures or even say stupid things… Because you make me laugh everytime you argue with the TV or the magazine you read just
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There is that moment in silence you want to seize time There is that time in solitude you want to stop moving There is that chaos in your head when chance becomes an experience And that every chance it forms into a journey of life. In my life’s journey, I know I’ve made mistakes but
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One October day, someone gave me an old shoe box… something’s moving I wasn’t sure what the ocassion was but i was thankful for the gift…and curious As i slowly opened the cover… there i saw a stare Green eyes looking back… scared and questioning ‘Who are you? Where am I?’ At that moment, i
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When the snow fails to fall The celebration seem like a fleeting glance The festive season came to pass – glided and sailed away It felt like a distant memory of a yesterday’s dream. When the snow fails to fall The excitement of every game to play is hollow and distant The anticipation of waiting
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A foggy morning enveloped the skies above me Whilst walking along the streets of Christmas Market The quiet and empty spaces seem so enviting as roasted chesnuts start to fill the air A few people coming and going, checking and nosing around In every stand of little things and keepsakes up for last minute shopping.
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Remembering my Shadow
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There are so many things clouding over me I want to tell you in different ways, to no avail So many things I want to say for my head to open up So many things, but then my heart could not utter The many things I just want and need to. There are things I
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