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LIFE IS SO BEAUTIFUL

.....Every life's memory is a classic painting.... Listen to Life Is Beautiful (spokeword poem) By Tee2emm by tee2emm #np on #SoundCloud https://soundcloud.com/tee2emm/life-is-beautiful-spokeword

SWEET PAIN (spokekenword poem) By: Decipher

Listen to SWEET PAIN (spokenword poem) BY: Decipher Moore by tee2emm #np on #SoundCloud http://soundcloud.com/tee2emm/sweet-pain-spokenword-poem-by

Once upon a poem

I lay my head to sleep But instead I drowned in emotions from deep Feeling imaginary shackles tighten My breath is suffocating My clenched fist hurts my wrist. A poem is to be born New songs are to be sung Bells of joyous  merriment be rung Burry all your burden in that wine bowl Drink till you stand a cousin with stupor I have a poem for a visitor Serve it a 3course Feast and enjoy Let him tell of these moments Let it lull your spirit to that place of serenity Sacrifice your sanity For a poetic insanity. Good night poetry

Fence Sitting

Its alright, go ahead, seat by Like a nature's admirer watching exotic birds fly by Distract yourself with the beauty overhead From the earthquaking chaos about Its ok, (really?), everything is just fine Relax with a glass of wine Enjoy the calm of sitting on that fence Why want any part of this shaming life Stay aloof cos love for peace is met with violence And love for violence is ultimately met with death So go ahead, Trust me I know the sham comfort of the fence. Oh, so he was butchered? That's really sad Luckily, its not a relation nor a family member For sure I would have been really mad Look to the other side Go ahead in your cruising strides The fence is still cozy Far and safe from the world's crazy Insane grew into mad then into crazy The whole world went giddy Even the fence lost its safety Sideline seaters now share in the travail and peril The status quo reaches everybody Rich or poor, young or old, no one is for the sparing. The fence

Naturally Imperfect

Life's beautiful wine Dripping from my sinful lips The gluttony of the flesh Insatiable curiosity and appetite, yes This shameful nakedness I must undress Make these fallacies go nude till the confess Confess what is true or else She be the new object of ridicule We are bare and naked underneath With or without clothes, why then conceal it Instead of seeking out the best therein Wasting away life finding a perfect cover So this nakedness to put over But unfortunately flaw is the main ingredient in manufacturing man So putting the sun over this bleak darkness If man is imperfect in every way Then it must be ok this to say Imperfection is another form of perfection. Should you are worried and put down by your feeling of imperfection Smile!!! For a human to feel imperfect means he is perfectly human.

A POEM A DAY

Rap rap rap I wonder if you will let me inside I have come to flirt a bit Let me caress your mind And fondle your thoughts Let me undress your soul Let me foreplay your muse till it gets to cloud nine Pour out the yearnings of your being Things only the blind can see Pour out the venomous poems within Our hearts and souls are up for the cleansing Put that pen on a paper, dare to dream Dare to hope in spite the obvious end A poem a day Sounds like kneeling to pray A poem a day Sounds like a heart with a whole lot to say A poem a day Like the ever faithful sun and its rays A poem a day Chase gloom further away A poem a day Who knows, there may be a soul yearning to be saved A poem a day A poem a day Just a poem a day