Good evening! I hope you had a great Sunday! I am so much interested in making you mad at me this good night; but don't be because we both don't need it. All we would want for ourselves in life is actually

"At times, PRAY for DISAPPOINTMENT fervently with joy as it can lead you to ETERNAL ENLIGHTENMENT and MUCH MONIES." "We all have PROBLEMS but not all of us have got SOLUTIONS (yet). But

The day we die, eyes will cry (tho' some mouths might smile, grin) Shrieking - why, why, why... die! The same would come together reason, disagree n' agree together To pack the dead… ehn, the dirt so we

Photo speak - This is another panegyric from me from last year. A panegyric poem is a form of poem that praises an entity as a thing of great worth or so in short. It helps to hype up the dignity or invest

It's sinful to verse my missus another ode when man waste It's so unbearable to living in hell; life must be lifting me away Away to the shrine that be drying to dire and to dust Lone by lone to putting

Soothe's, ''Beware of ides of March'' Man, don't corporate cos of starch One beetle's beasts to roll dirt into ball But another bug burrows it as it's small Don't get frightened of what ye lack Lest the

White garment nurses who are so hot n' young in their dark and light complexions on very fast tongue Flow past my seat n' see 'em doing fashion parade I could practically count the numbers of their teensies

poisons fleece the faces of thy tongue as the sing-song of praises some pastors' gong could make me make some judgment as their pious in fame in popularity as well bear contours When men of 'God' who haven't

© gloatkenf we mumble n' gay and as tall to the skies our rolls read ri we know not what tomorrow carries think it's unimaginable as core dregs this dirt we trek n' reject Every history told of the skeletons

​​​ ​With time everything changes. Failure is weak in value should success ends the life's telltale as it would be reeled. Reality has forced us to reason usually in a far too mixed way maybe but everyone

Life's GREATER THAN less than As only two things can kill a MAN If not DEATH it is a WOMAN 😁😘 Nothing else is other than. Interpretation If we would try and be honest, we would see that throughout the

Get one ackee blown As poison can sweeten Get the secrets out soon Gun's in the hand's power Eggs spoilt taken curse's the mood Doom's day's in any hour Mouth's in horror's vomit'd habitude On vipers project

Come down there, so we elenchise Those stony stories sun tells, I wonder wise The same who passed past is this one Your monotonous game, which is to burn Depletes the wills to work, should I then sleep?