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Author – Deborah Adesanya
Hi, 911.
I have an emergency
My heart hurts and needs some remedy.
I'm lovesick maybe I need some medicine,
Or maybe all I need is an honest truth .
I'm trapped in this pit of love lone
I need a helping hand.
I need an answer to pressing issues.
How do I forget someone I didn't want to?
How do I let go and still hold on?
How do I leave quietly without getting hurt?
How do I say goodbye without being broken
How do I give up without losing?
How do I love without getting hurt?
If there is no remedy, how then do I survive this?
If love hurts this much, how then do I try again?
If love is truly a game, then who won?
Am I losing it? Or is it just how it is?
Am I overreacting?
Am I in the right place? Because it seems nobody cares.
Author – Franklin Kalisch(Kido)
If our reality can become like dreams,
Then our dreams can become reality.
Time is nothing but calculation of motion,
But motion itself is not time.
If the living must die,
Then the dead must come alive.
Our life is infinite,
And so are our worries.
Love is a mystery,
Because it keeps repeating its history.
Your eyes are like jade,
That's why i'm knocking on heaven's gate.
Words are like clay,
Sculpting the thoughts of mind.
Her kiss was a stormy rain,
I hope it falls sooner again.
Bright beautiful magnificent moonlight,
Holding our hearts together like gravity.
Even when you are not with me,
I am still always with you.
Applaud the world and laugh,
But don't let earth kiss the sun at dawn.
Author – Franklin Kalisch
Loving the moon,
But I hate when it burns.
Watching the noon,
And then came the sun.
I'm going to school.
Don't teach me how to turn
My eyes away like a fool,
When others are having a dry run.
Give me water, give me joy.
Call me father, I'm no new born.
Old but young, I'm weaker than strong,
Mourn ahead friend, my skin is worn.
If wisdom is wealth,
Then how wise are the rich?
If health is wealth,
Then how poor are the sick?
If time is money,
Then the rich would never die.
If silence is golden,
Then the dead are in richer pie.
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