11 months gone,
With a smile on my face
And
A month remains
To decide on how
To spend it .
To
Make each day
Count.
Cause these are last days
Of the last month
That give me strength
To begin anew

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I bet that
You will never know me completely

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Empty
(The quote below)

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Lazy:😰😪😪🛀📱
I'm to busy
To do any work💯
But don't worry
I'm ever ready
To be long break.

Dear
Hubby 🙈🙈💑💑👫
You're the most
Important thing in my life
But
Not as
The amazing & reliable
Bed along slow song's
So come in here
hold me tightly & let's make love.

Sorry
Hardworking folks
I can't break my body
To build brick by brick
So i just gonna build
A tool to do less😆😆😆

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Sunset
The sunset begins
To set with
Happy cheers & smiles
Of me & my friends

The strong withering
Rock
Displays our
Endurance & passion

The wavering waves
Of life goes on .

The sun sets
Of a photograph
Of a countless moments
This beautiful sunset

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I write because 😯😯
Everything that
i think of
can't be explained
By my mouth😅😅,
it makes me
Feel happy ☺☺☺☺
And
It helps me to be expressive 😋😋😋
&
Improves skills in writing😎😎😎

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Traffic
I'm stuck amdist
Thousands aimless
Light's
&
Loudmouth's
With
Their skins
Some shiny
&
Others shabby.

Time flies & life moves on
But
The traffic
remains here
Hardly affected.

The sky
Turns from
Clear blue to stagnant gray,
Commuters walking through
These mechanical herds
To reach their destination.

Here
I wait
Tick & tock
To move
The restless engine
In this traffic

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Agape:love of the soul
We are called by
Many names
The third face,psyche,spirit etc
But the most being
Soul
We do not know
From where we come from
Or
What made us
Neither
The recollection of our earliest memories.

We jumped being to being ,
Time to time,worlds to worlds
But
Doing the same thing
over & over
Identifying ourself,having families
& Pain.

We don't understand the
Term called
feelings,knowledge or suffering
But we know
One and one thing
Only
We must
Ensure the
One's breath to the end.

Some calls this love
Others keep silence
&
We & greeks
call it agape

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Philautia(self love)
The being
Of unknown origins
And
Names.
Lays out the foundation of
A Bittersweet fountain
Called feelings.
He declares to have no sense
Of right & wrong
Yet
Viewed beautiful
Though he may
Be selfish at times.
If a layman asks
Who does he does it for?
He replies
"whoever can love his oneself ,
Stands out with his heart
Is thy one who do it for"
Philautia

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Mirror
The mirror
Looks into my eyes
And
Tells me a something
Through its image.
The image steals me away
,Kills me and
Bring some one else out
Prisoned me inside the
Mirror

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