Author: teehem

Jig-saw of complete thoughts. Sea of emotions, each tidal wave; spewing form. In this world of haves and have nuts, I chose the latter.

dear mother
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She’s a witch, my mother
Or how could she be so strong?

They were right, her foes
My mother’s a witch
That’s why she don’t sleep at night

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Dreams
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by Teehem Dreams are my affliction; they disease me Dreams drown me, fill me with sweetness Then disown me Rheumy dreams, lucid…pap solid I stir through Storied dreams…folktale’s pleasure Agony…More

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I am Dis(u) Fortune my Father, Ill(i) Fortune we've always been poor and fear we always will but Father says if we have Patience, we will get Goodluck I struggled…More

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I hear him ranting Cursing it seems to him Ranting is it to me I do not speak To do, would break my monopoly I’m smug in my intelligence…More

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Only a very select few will agree that they found the series ‘Spartacus’ distasteful, particularly people who abhor nudity onscreen and uninhibited violence. However, very few will dish the plot…More

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Mirrors tell tall tales of me Spin webby yarns of how good I look Gift me dreams; lofty high Where only thoughts; dare fly Mirrors, speak so clearly to…More

Love stars
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My heart, it beats to a song You and I understand We can't hear it yet but one day we will Till then we dance sometimes alone sometimes together …More