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  165.     

Woman's Hands

All ten of them approached me, as I was born, hug touch oh 'I'm on the otherside of my 9months home'. 

Fresh tastebuds liked her hands, even named them my 10 best friends, as i started to speak. 'Mama thank you for loving me' 

Their loving ways they would communicate in a foreign place. Talented ways they would help with homework to discipline, as her sandels would fly my way. 

Their coordination blessed with Gods mercy, Her hands shine with sympathy, cartoon superheroes would never stand a chance, against her hands.

 10 would gang up on me to bathe & cream me, that's when I would cry you see. Soon after that unconditional love showers me with sweets & candy. 

Five would hold ma hand as we cross the street
From 3rdworld country to this land here, no friends or family, just six kids a farther working at sea,10 fingers shaped And printed the man Infront of you to see.
 
Hassan Panero

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  166.     

Do It Now

Never put a kindness off, never wait to say
The word of praise or sympathy, which
someone needs today

Lest suddenly it prove too late, for anything
but ruing
The helpful, thoughtful things you never got
around to doing
 
John Leroy Maxwell

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  167.     

Life's Life

“Life is how we make it! ”

As a saying goes… It tells me to live my life to its fullest. And for me to accomplish my duties and responsibilities at a set limitation to recognize my self’s worthiness in the end.

Yesterday; it was a day full of sorrows, regrets, repentances and sympathies for all my mistakes and undertakings which I have made myself fail to overcome. I admit that I may not be as good as others expect me to be, I may lack determination to accomplish tasks eagerly and I may not possess the courage I’m badly needing to tackle all my hindrances which could block my way to success. But, it has passed, irreversible.

Tomorrow; its essentials do not induce the fullness of my heart and mind but they just attract my visual perception on the future. Sometimes, I tend to wish that I may lighten other’s moods a bit, as well as my self’s, by sharing good laughs, or contributing a couple of exceptional ideas. But, nothing I can do, for it is still an imagination, still depends on the future.

So, today, as I take time to discover myself more, I should make sure that I share the insights that I could acquire during my journey and that I carry out all the initiatives in reconditioning my mind towards a better me. It is really an urgent for me to continue my do-able ways in empowering my hopes and to give much importance on my awareness towards fulfilling my goals at an immediate time, TODAY!
 
emarie martinez

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Happiness Is Dead

Sympathy is what I lack, compassion has left me in the dark, while slowly happiness fades away like faded ink on wet paper

Damp with selfloathing, happiness seeps out like raging waters of emptyness

As the body sleeps, the mind travels along the deepest and dark roads to the co-exhistence of unhappyness,

Like a dying soul, tears of sorrow seeps through thy closed eyes of reality

Though the happiness has ceast to exhist, it is replace with more wishes,

Yet still none is granted for me, simply cause happiness died at 2.6.90.... [ The Birth of Me ]
 
jonathan wilder

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