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- Imprisoned, the life of modernityon May 16, 2013 in Social Commentary Philosophy of life Political science Philosophy of Logic PoetryI am a painter I try to be one at least A world renowned painter I am to be known for my work of art Indeed I am a painter Gifted an eye to see structured colours Though I feel my hands are tied Roped strung and bound firm on bon...
- The trotro stories: Throw down your gauntlet #6To have angered a Greek god The god of voyager on tarmac asphalt Non more infuriating to the driver In his office sat with wheels to stair Than the ones that for a brief moment Occupy space, two seats beside his thrown To have e...
- Mother oh motherMother oh mother You gave the breath that made me so You nurtured the tenderness in my heart You gave me a shoulder to cry on, I cried Mother oh mother You gave me the confidence to believe in me You always remained solid as a rock t...
- The Ladybird's SongsDon't wake me up from sleep To disturb the magic chime I hear Crimson dash of red wine Thirsty defined from a distance Senses eyes wide open on observation I conspire to the school of thought Of the alluring imploding beauty The red...
- The trotro stories; Sweat comes easy #5Sweat comes easy Sat queued in traffic in a trotro Jammed packed back to front Back to back like a factory run belt CO2 here produced in batches For each cough from the exhaust Hugging the outside lane constant So we going no w...
- Love QuestionsClassic! Could you be loved And be loved? (Bob Marley) And be loved, love you always A question is asked and answered A lingering feeling remains, back burner On quest at the most silent hour of day Is the answer a complete one? Answered...
- The trotro stories; Bleoo the boneshaker #4Two can play that game, a tango On the road with old knights, bleoo, bleoo The boss when challenged would respond Bleoo, bleoo and yet he would respond Slowly but surely, grace and trust to His old horse and carriage, bleoo, bleoo Ordi...
- Complete me my loveComplete me, with strokes of your love Brush, with paints on our affection Complete me, for without your touch I will remain forever incomplete Define me, hungered I am Of your essence and allure Complete me, I sit as a subject A mod...
- The trotro stories; The naming rights #3All trotros should have a name That is the tradition, naming rights "Family Is My Problem" A name as a phrase long To be labeled at the back "You Lie Bad" Every trotro should have a name And can only be called afte...
- The Birthday Wish ListThe birthday wish list Candle by numbers, do not mention Just one as a figure would do No point counting all that What do you give to a person That wants none, none to ask for None at all in material need As value not needed,on beque...
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