Tagged: Nature

this heart of mine
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I have too much sympathy for the world,

That I fear that I may be blinded from the fact;

The heart of man is wicked and the world breeds evil.

Just as the man who sits on the road,

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Freedom - Birds flying free
Poetry 2

What is the essence of life without air? In this dismal state of despair My heart yearns for the ecstasy That comes with a whoosh of sparkling air That nourishes…More

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by Omolola Sanusi I am a shadow of the present that lives in the future I sing dirges of hapiness I am looking for the sun of peace…More

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In yesterday's crowd you stopped my heart's hurried pace. Through all that chaos you made mine a distinct face. The thoughts in your head echoed mine like a town…More