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When his existence seized in his prime / The mortuary hosted us / Many functions to freezing plants / beyond stocking and freezing beer. / His still remains in that cold bier! / From freezing plant of chilly mo
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The poem is about a young lady who abandoned the maddening sights and sounds of the city or the human world to find escape in a calm noisel
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Too unripe to wilt! / that yester bud gladdening our hearts / with fat prospect of floral boom... / No doom merchant presaged your doom / the eve of doom,we dreamt as one / our bat eyes veiled to hovering REAPE
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It's my own little way of expressing my irritation about the senseless waste of the Rwandan three months civil war of APRIL 1994,which clai
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The day of the long-rumoured political play
nearing pacing so fast,and the cast -
The day he comes in blood and fluid
squeezing through the path trailing dung -
When his existence seized in his prime
The mortuary hosted us -
Farmer buries subsoil the seeds
He calls on rain to end his task -
From God's first sculpted work called man
an afterthought was given life -
The day it comes in blood and fluid
squeezing through the path trailing dung -
From God's first sculpted work called man
an afterthought was given lifeby Adebesin 31 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 30 8:01 PM 2005. In Contemporary -
When his existence seized in his prime
The mortuary hosted us -
When his existence seized in his prime
The mortuary hosted us -
Farmer buries subsoil the seeds
He calls for rain to end his task -
Farmer buries subsoil the seeds
He calls for rain to end his task -
When his existence seized in his prime
The mortuary hosted us -
From a source we all emerge
From the first clayey coyness, -
When his existence seized in his prime
The mortuary hosted us -
Have you ever thought about this?It's funny,I suppose?...We all emerge from the same source,irrespective of our wordly possesions.It's funny and mortifying to k
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When his existence seized in his prime
The mortuary hosted us -
When his existence seized in his prime
The mortuary hosted us -
The heaven wept yesterday,
The ground still wet with it's tears -
You came,you lived and wrecked
so many with undoing -
to all the souls resting sub-soil
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to all the souls resting sub-soil
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When his existence seized in his prime
The mortuary hosted us -
Greet her!
The prostitute; -
John saw a pretty damsel
He screamed and ran to Pasteur, -
At a prisine youthful age
many a dream a maiden dreams -
I thought we'd live long together
How senseless death sometimes could get -
Dear stone-hearted mother,
haemotophobic you feign and evince -
Daddy,forever is how long I thought you'll live
How senseless death sometimes could get -
Women or Money....which is the root of all evil???
It's the monstrous 'god'-MONEY!! -
The poem talks about the deceitfulness of Physiognomy-the branch of science that judges people dy their physical appearance.It potrays the fact that not all tha
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