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The Inner Me.

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  My inner me is darker, Can't be compared to darkness itself, Darker than the shadows, Darker than nights, So dark that it out shadows the lights, As mischievous as it can be, Cunningnes of a fox it possesses, But, devours as thee Devil  So unpredictable I may state,  Forgive and forget they say, But,the grudge in inner me stays, In a tranquil manner, it Waits for revange, As dark as it is, Too dark to opeque my thinking, But then,  It has been in the beginning of the beginning that begun the beginning of the beginning in the affairs of my life, It is the it in me, the me in it,the it in this he,the only it there is,That without it all other me fails to exist, Oooh, thee inner me, @TheLuoPoet-Poetically Speaking and Writing.
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Pangs

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  After a long day of scavenging, Under the scorching sun, With unsuccessful attempts, The tired man,finally retires to bed, So exhausted and weak, Thoughts deluge his mind, Growling of his stomach rents the silence, He becomes prey,for hunger devours him up, On his back,he stares at the roof, As if to prove,his life is of no use, At a point he talks to himself, For all along, alone he is, Tick tack the clock clocks,somnolently he becomes, In the tiny bed,himself he curles, Vividly ignoring the hunger pangs, "Every dog has it's....." Tomorrow will be his day,Optimistically he believes.  @theluopoet  Art by Saatchi Art.
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Her Desires.

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In the dark, Her secret affair did grow, Love is blind, that's why he didn't see them though,  Optimistically,in the ranks he rose, For he was at the top if arranged in rows, Loving her took no pause, From flowers to giving all his hours, Love,two way trafic, For a one way,ends in tragic, Heartbreaks don't heal through magic, Though his efforts to her were energetic,  Despite her love for him was sarcastic, The other man was her taste, Getting attached to him was her fate, Unknown to her,his actions were scripted,  His words manipulated  He controlled her desires,he was her "messiah", "Dear Lord,on my knees I kneel, You're guidance I seek, For Her beauty luminates my eyes,makes me blind,  She drives me, but crazy, I don't mind her crushing me though,  For her,I die,why lie"  Amen. On his feet he stands, What awaits him,his death wish, Flowers in his hands he carries, Not for the lady but for his burial, "Men will fight until they die,Women w...
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Element of Attraction

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  She has this charming smile,  Fixed and magnetic eyes, Her complaction is unmatched, Systemically arranged set of teeth she possess,  My dry cracked lips she wets, She has this figure,not of a bottle, But of the number 8  Smoooooth and curved is her body, If her beauty blinds, then what of her love?, The tenderness of her skin as capon,  Her skin tone is that of a true African Woman,  Her warm touch drives cold out of me, She melted every part of me by the simple touch of her soul, The flavor of her soul and the intensity of her love can never be replaced, With the galaxies in her eyes and the brewing flames of her heart has etched within me a permanent stained ... Her love is a cosmic adventure & I'm forever lost in the vastness of her affection,  Exploring the galaxies of her heart, . . . . . . . . . . I just desire her beauty elements put together to form something unobtainable, Thus I touch her without hesitation. like I own her. She knows t...
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IMAGINE.

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Imagine , Just two of us, In a hot shower,   Against the wall I pin you, Our eyes fixed on ourselves,  Our lips,crave for each other, Your nipples,hard on my chest, Closer you pull me, As your hands tightly wrapped around my neck Mine holds you by your waist,  Then..unexpectedly, you gasp for air As I feel your inner warmth, Closer,slowly and deeper you thrust me in, While the warm droplets of water splash our heads To enlighten our moments perhaps,  Imagine, Just two of us, In a hot shower  @theluopoet 
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A man.

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A man is believed to be as strong as an oxen, As mighty as Hercules, He is believed to have balls to go through shit,  He try hard to stay on our feet no matter what, For he get judged and perceived weak when he break down, His pain is alloyed with smiles  His weakness is engulfed with little strength,  Which miraculously pulls him through day and night He will not let anyone see the burdens he holds inside, Yet,he is not afraid to shade tears He is of no greed, So transparent to his does and doings "He is the head ",they say, "How can the head stand still and straight when the neck is weak?," They ask. I wish to continue writing about a man, But the reality,keeps on hitting hard, Rendering me from even typing this poem, @theluopoet 
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"What's free?"

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  What's free?.  Free is the short term for freedom, Free is when our kids get quality education, Free is when we have "free" and fair elections, Free is when we are unbound from toxic politicians,  Free is when we get our independence retained by our own politicians,  Free is when I get a job through papers over money,  Free is when we say black lives matter, Free is when we are treated equally according to laws,  Its painful for me to be in a country engulfed with corruption, How I wish I could be blind so that I can't see how we shed blood for our democracy,  How I wish I could be deaf so that I can't hear the cries of innocent children and dying souls, I got the voice of protest but I chose to be dumb or I will find myself 6ft underground,  I got the energy I say, But only for my family's survival,  There is a difference between living and surviving, Drinking and sipping,  Read between the lines, The rich and the poor don't rhyme, Th...
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