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MILK and COOKIES

MILK and COOKIES

You had to be Coddled with Milk , Cookies and Legos in Elite Universities...

Classes shut down...

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HOPES AND DREAMS

HOPES ARE SOMETHING WE ALL HAVE
DREAMS ARE SOMETHING WE PURSUE
ALL IN ALL WE HAVE HOPE THEN...

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IN LIFE

NOT EVERTHING IN LIFE IS GOOD
THERE ARE BAD PEOPLE WHO DO
BAD THINGS IN LIFE AS WELL AS GOOD...

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Wither Us

When the mob
of dubious reputation
entered our fine establishment
at the express...

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Teenage Love: A Journey...

The Dance of Youthful Emotions.

Teenage Love: A Journey through the Heart.

Teenage love is late nights,
When stars twinkle with delight,
Whispers shared beneath the...

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I AM JUST STARTING MY DAY

WON'T YOU JOIN ME TIME TO SCRAMBLE A FEW EGGS
POUR THE JUICE TOAST THE BREAD BUTTER EACH SLICE...

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HOME SWEET HOME

THE WARMTH THE SMELL OF FOOD COOKING THE SHORT DAYS
LONG NIGHTS THE LAMP BY MY ROCKING CHAIR THYE...

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ONGOING

YES, I AM STILL WRITING POETRY, IT IS ONGOING, THANK GOD,
THE THOUGHTS ARE STILL COMMING, THE WORDS...

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VIOLENT RED

Do you remember basic training
Where they treated us like shite
then they sent us to the...

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A LOTUS BLOOMS

Williamsji Maveli Writes....

A LOTUS BLOOMS

A lotus blooms, a secret sight,
A hidden gem, a pure delight.
A navel's grace, a mystic...

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES...

MOTHER EARTH

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES...

A love so pure, a bond so deep,
A mother's heart, secrets it keeps.
A gentle touch, a...

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Briefly Mentioned in...

lest we forget

In the field,
they treated him like some kind
of young god,
because to them, he most...

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The flower of our fallen

Poppies

The flower of our fallen

Our troops have fallen
Their blood has been shead
But let's not say that they are dead...

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Hope For A New View

Hope For A New View

i feel my words have turned into rage
its no longer just a stage

observing is not good...

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Native Americans: Bones of...

Native Americans: Bones of the Buffalo

In the heart of the Great Plains

Where buffalo roam the prairie grass

Their...

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The Captain Said ...

The Captain Said ...

On a night where the air hung sultry still
by the harbour, there, with his girl walked Bill.
...

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The Opiate of Numbers

The Opiate of Numbers

We masters of future events
have moved on from primitive
crystal ball tech..

Instead...