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CALL IT TWISTY.

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— HOW NOT TO.... Days passed on with locked laces, Never was a leader nor had a thing for fairy tales, My heart could never be quiet, She was a beauty with no vents, Light in a dark scene, I thought of just one sin, Watching and waiting, Standing there naked, Tell me how not to... Her head spun round and round, My heart cold without no bound(s), Feeling the rhythm, She moves with the rhymes, Flow of a queen with rings, That only shouted nuts, Tell me how not to... Taking it to the next level, Pretending we had nothing evil, She decided to hold my hand, Time was no factor between our band, Life-a strong metaphor, Ready to wait for whats number four, Tell me how not to... Hard parts seem to last longer, Luck was anger and she was passion, Compassion has no condition, Passion plus memories, Thinking and going through withdrawals, A difference to erase but keep, Tell me how not to... Keeping a number never called, Falling to something mild, N

CALL IT TWISTY.

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HOW NOT TO .... Days passed on with locked laces, Never was a leader nor had a thing for fairy tales, My heart could never be quiet, She was a beauty with no vents, Light in a dark scene, I thought of just one sin, Watching and waiting, Standing there naked, Tell me how not to... Her head spun round and round, My heart cold without no bound(s), Feeling the rhythm, She moves with the rhymes, Flow of a queen with rings, That only shouted nuts, Tell me how not to... Taking it to the next level, Pretending we had nothing evil, She decided to hold my hand, Time was no factor between our band, Life-a strong metaphor, Ready to wait for whats number four, Tell me how not to... Hard parts seem to last longer, Luck was anger and she was passion, Compassion has no condition, Passion plus memories, Thinking and going through withdrawals, A difference to erase but keep, Tell me how not to... Keeping a number never called, Fa

THOUGHTS...

Poetry shows the reality of the unspoken, Poetry brings to life the un-woken, The pieces life brings are, Are the thoughts we all refrain from being what we are. Something i call poetry in motion. Like, comment and share. CLICK WATCH! Proudly Kenyan @Danny the Poet #Cypher.

LOVE AND HATRED.

THE STREAK Glances thrown at her beautiful piece, She stood by the river side waiting, expecting, Walking in the dark dungeons out with no armor, The most sophisticated love, short hand… Something magical and natural, Returning the favor with a long fang, Red lights with words that cut like knives, Feeling it change, PATIENCE… A broken mirror shows beauty, Knives on her back, He was her antidote, With her own heartbeat, Words still tied to her throat, There, their ways left, He was her love and she was his hatred, Caged like a lion, but clogged like a cheetah, She is a piece of love, With his poison cured, She became a Rose, Priceless in its nature, Making it count, she stood by chance, and he supported the pillars to her love reality, The back page ends it all, But the beginning to the story counts. I know one thing for sure, nothing in life comes easy and not all easy things are hard to reach. The twisted reality stays in our fac

KINGS AND QUEENS WITH A LEGACY

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THE LEGACY OF A THOUSAND WORDS. It's a well off society, built with strong pillars in community backgrounds, beliefs and customs as well. I have a story to tell, touching to be precise with a taste of compassion for the less fortunate in society..  I'm talking about those with disability; the cripple with no hand or legs to be precise. With the advancement in technology, prices for medicare and equipment to support their day today live leaving them helpless and with nowhere to go, no occupation to support their families, no livelihood to be accurate. From left Nadia Ahmed Lackhan, Mr. Calvine Sundys Oruko and Aryan Panchamatia This story begins in a rather unexpected place, we say we need full grown scientists to innovate new ideas on medical care, they say, "WE FOUND THE SOLUTION".   A witness with belonging, a strong task to hold as a 16 year old scholar.  Well, I call them scholars because whatever they stand for is stronger than a nutty

CODED

LISTEN Cages in the stars, Blowing down as the sun sets, A long day full of dawning escapades, Around my own waterfall,  Flowing with thoughts, Listen...  The world never keeps silent. A broken mirror, A cracked wall, All have patches that bond, Real kings listen, Fake things lessen, Lost in eternity, The strange entity, Take good care of the soul. Listen... Wait for what's in the light, Lights bright, Darkness covers, Needed when you are away, Until we go down, Nothing on but gowns, Check for the basics, Maintain potential progress, Listen...  Patience never turns down. Pain kills but time heals, Leaving today, Climbing on that plane, To run away to one lane, Honey please don't cry, Don't let the river run dry, Trouble has its remedy, Listen... A broken heart never stops beating. Undre the claws, Bleeding scars bond, Velvet, blue but cold, Theories brought by, Ancient anatomy says

SILENCE!! a keen moment for all of you to critically think of the heartfelt matters.

PAIN... Raging down and running around,  Burning and falling apart, Torn apart my heart is,  Shuttered down, To pieces of re d... Down on my knees, I seek peace...Peace!! Piece-by-piece I pick up the pieces, Thrown in the dark dungeon, Pain becomes my offspring. The hurt overwhelming my soul, Running away from my terror, Deep down nightmares coming to life, Who do i turn to? Seeking a shoulder to cry on, Fantasy seeks but reality sees... Pain with no gain. Loving brings solace, Leaving brings grief, Wounded down my spine breaks, I bow down and give in, A prisoner of my own self. I saw a new keen era, Hating the cages of a new letter, You attract what lies within, Patience..an art worth keeping, Her tone of an enigmatic nature, My treasure to keep. The exact region of love, Brings memories worth found, Born in a world of thunder, She calms his heart down with words uttered, Touching her eyes, His knees hit th