VIEWER POET!!! SHALL WE?

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Oska

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Emmanuel Darlington

Death, it’s inevitable they say, I have been sitting here my whole life trying to get a genuine picture of what after life will be like. I am being eaten each day by the thoughts I have about death. People define it in many ways but I haven’t got the best answer that suits me. Will it be judgement after death ? Are we still going to exist after death ? Who else thinks about it ? Are we ready ? This isn’t Just a poem but what goes through my head each and every day of my life

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ATTA Michael

I gave out my history And they made it a history I thought it would be a mystery But they made it a misery In as much as I can talk I will leave folks To who they think they belong And focus my goals All alone Am left alone Talking to every part of my own Because that's how I can grow Now listen you head You are one But what you carry is more than one So I will compare you to none You see, Hear, Breath and talk about the parts People take it And use it to fight the heart When you hear See and breathe please mouth zip up The heart now calls for peace But not to be torn to pieces. Itzmickey de poet

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Mickey

I gave out my history And they made it a history I thought it would be a mystery But they made it a misery In as much as I can talk I will leave folks To who they think they belong And focus my goals All alone Am left alone Talking to every part of my own Because that's how I can grow Now listen you head You are one But what you carry is more than one So I will compare you to none You see, Hear, Breath and talk about the parts People take it And use it to fight the heart When you hear See and breathe please mouth zip up The heart now calls for peace But not to be torn to pieces. Itzmickey de poet

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Eugene Afrifa

Sitting headless with my sad face in my palm Thoughts swirling round and round like a dizzying calm I try to piece together what's left of my mind But the puzzle is missing so many crucial kinds I long for the days when my head was held high But now it's as if I'm stuck in an endless sigh I try to shake off this feeling of despair But it clings to me tightly, a constant snare I see the world moving on without a care While I'm stuck here, headless, with my sad face in my palm But I won't let this defeat me, I'll rise once more I'll find the missing pieces and open the door To a brighter tomorrow, a future so grand I'll pick up my head and take back my stand For though I may be headless now, I'll find a way To live my life fully, come what may.

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