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Little piece from the first section ‘And then I met you’ of my new book ‘Homesick’. Get it on sale right now on Amazon for the next few days!! Hope you enjoy it. Love and light ❤️🕊.

Little piece from the first section ‘And then I met you’ of my new book ‘Homesick’. Get it on sale right now on Amazon for the next few days!! Hope you enjoy it. Love and light ❤️🕊 ...

“You’re never going to figure out how to perfect your existence because it was never meant to be perfected.” I know this one is long, but it’s one of my favourites from my second book and I think the words will resonate with all of you 💛.

“You’re never going to figure out how to perfect your existence because it was never meant to be perfected.” I know this one is long, but it’s one of my favourites from my second book and I think the words will resonate with all of you 💛 ...

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Freedom , too young to 
understand the meaning
of thievery .

Palace covered in dust,
the scene clearer as it
is invaded by morning light.

Running faster and faster
helps  in avoiding 
the cracks, or so we think.

Locomotives , power through
We , power through

The brightest star
in the sky , an ambulance 
heading which way . 
Blue red.

The town is bitter ,
San Diego sends an invite
for a vacation , the smell
of lobster is vague but appealing.

Inside century old paintings
is bleached melody , a lesson
, maybe a memory. 
But who appreciates these things .

History /
is upto something .
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Freedom , too young to understand the meaning of thievery . Palace covered in dust, the scene clearer as it is invaded by morning light. Running faster and faster helps in avoiding the cracks, or so we think. Locomotives , power through We , power through The brightest star in the sky , an ambulance heading which way . Blue red. The town is bitter , San Diego sends an invite for a vacation , the smell of lobster is vague but appealing. Inside century old paintings is bleached melody , a lesson , maybe a memory. But who appreciates these things . History / is upto something . -shabeg • • • • • #poetryslam #prose #music #today #poetry #hiphop #love #poetrycommunity #instagood #poet #writersofinstagram #rap #life #poetrygram #poetsofinstagram #artist #nyc #poems #art #instagram #poem #dj #photography #spilledink #beats #beautiful #poetrysociety #writing #dance #photooftheday , ...

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Love is neatly stacked
under your bed.
Hope has been planted
on the rooftop.
Out of the dough 
of affections,
bread has been made.
There isn't no time
to sit and cry.
It's time to go now,
Goodbye.

Your grandpa's gramophone
is still as new;
With some olden classic melodies.
Again, I've added a few.
The room itself
dances in the ambience.
Perhaps, you can join it too
like a free bird in the sky.
But it's time to go now,
Goodbye.

A good deal of sunlight
have I trapped for you
and placed it in a jar.
When the night falls,
fear not;
It shall devour the dark.
Its fire shall spill the truth,
theres no room for a lie.
It's time to go now,
Goodbye.
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Love is neatly stacked under your bed. Hope has been planted on the rooftop. Out of the dough of affections, bread has been made. There isn't no time to sit and cry. It's time to go now, Goodbye. Your grandpa's gramophone is still as new; With some olden classic melodies. Again, I've added a few. The room itself dances in the ambience. Perhaps, you can join it too like a free bird in the sky. But it's time to go now, Goodbye. A good deal of sunlight have I trapped for you and placed it in a jar. When the night falls, fear not; It shall devour the dark. Its fire shall spill the truth, theres no room for a lie. It's time to go now, Goodbye. . . . . . . . . . #poem #poetry #poet #instapoetry #instapoet #love #goodbye #aesthetic #flowers #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #artsy #art #artistic #tumblraesthetic #poetrylove #illustration #collageart #poetryisnotdead #poetrygram #creative #ideas ...