I watched her sing
I watched her display a part of her
I was yet to know
She held the mic the same
But spoke differently
More like she had become someone else
I forgot she was the same ordinary person, most times
Didn't recognize her for minutes and hours, at some points
She didn't show any sign of tension
Just the random girl in a strange look
She was relaxed; she is always
But what went out from her

Was enough to get me on my knees
What others did struggling,
She did with ease
What took hours to get done
She finished in seconds
She had no time to ask
"How did I do?"
She just went up stage
and did what she loves doing
Yes, what she indeed loves doing
She was comfortable in her skin
She was free in her own skin!

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That glass of wine

That gets many drunk
Keeping many in the bed of adultery
Oh! And of course fornication
Some are slammed into
the gutter of shame
And pit of disgrace

That glass of wine
That we heard of its story
"From water to wine",
Oh! Wine pressed and sweet
That caused the famous, rich
The simple and meek
To ask, "Where did you get this?"

So, we ask, "what has that glass of wine
done to you and where has it taken you before?
What will you let it do to you
And where will you permit it to take you today?"

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Guide my steps, Lead me each day.
And when the words can't be formed,
When there becomes loud silence
and I can't make out the words deep inside
Take each sign, each body movement as words.
Take each motive, take every single thing are words.

As my mind dances and each file scatters abroad.
When my heart hides from me
the right things to speak to you.
When my world is in a still state
and the only sounds coming are from without
Help me form the words

When I get lost in your presence, Help me get the words
When the words are not there, Help me draw them
When I can't speak them, Help me sing them
When I can't write them, Help me dance them
When I can't teach them, Help me paint them

Yeah, through every and any way
Intertwine with you daily

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Who would speak to my lover on my behalf?
Today he held my hands, interlocking fingers together
And taking a long stroll through the street of wisdom
The street of life, he spoke

I feel a bit pained, a bit down
He revealed to me my innermost secrets
How did he know?
Who spoke to him?

My face down even when he tried to hold them up
To look into his eyes
To not be drown in shame
But how could I, how can I face him?

Ten things, he pointed out
No, more than ten
Pillars that held other faults
My lover spoke to me about

Yet even with all these
He still whispered his love into my ears
And my heart danced to the tune of his music
I know he wants the best for me

So, where do I start?
To take the bold step and renew my ways
All these to live for the one I love
Standing firm, forever.

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When was the perfect figure ever made mentioned?
When was it announced that
we are supposed to have a certain type of
body or skin to know we are of a truth,
"good to go", " okay", or even "perfect"?
When? Since when?
Must we be like you before you accept us?
Must we look like you before you embrace us?
Body shaming just to please yourself....

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If there's nothing I can give you
Let me give you My Love
If there's nothing I can give you
Let me give you My Heart
Let me lay down my body
I can't compare your love for me
With my love for you
It's incomparable
So if there be nothing I can give you
Let me give you ME.

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Life and love

If the universe could take a moment
To realize that it is love
That keeps the world moving
It's life that makes love visible

It's love that gives beauty to life
It's life that gives structure to love
It's love that gives meaning to life
It's life that gives the platform love stands

Life and love
Two friends from above
Handed to us
To create a better world

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Life and Love

The breath of the Almighty
Given freely to us
Mixed with love
Turning vessels to living things

The combo of different scenes
Troubles and it reasons
Just like fallen leaves
Then Peace and it seasons

What is life without love?
What is love outside life?
For the life we live
Has become rather unbearable without love

Both are connected
And both deserves
To walk hand in hand
Just like yin and yang

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Music

Whatever occasion it may be,
There's music for it.
So, light up the room
With melodies and harmonies.
Take us on a journey
With chords and strings.
Let there be vibes and dances
Just like sounds in rhythms.
And let the words be like spirit
To speak to the body,
Dwell in the heart,
And penetrate into the mind.

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Murder, you say?
An intentional hunt and hurt,
Life ends
And the soul departs.
Life taken, like a slave with no choice.

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