Ambassador Topic -

Love

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Keeper

"Am I my brotherʻs ?"

Keeper

Am i my brothers keeper, or a flockʻs shepherd,
Must i herd the vanity of my soul,
To enrich...

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My Ancestors

"In all i am Proud"

My Ancestors

Oh my progenitor my ancestors,
Of this Earth are born my heirs, of what is not and what is fair,...

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A Balance

What do you do when words can't convey
all of the things your heart wants to say
my soul...

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When A Caged Bird is Set Free

Inspired by Sylvia Plath

When A Caged Bird is Set Free

If love was really lust and lust was really love
what type of love would you like to have?
...

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Mosaic of Splinters

Mosaic of Splinters

I am glass—
fractured by yesterday’s storm,
the metallic scent of splintered silence
...

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SOMETIMES ALMOST FORGETTING

Mushroom Season

Sometimes I almost forget the way you used to look at me when I was looking back at you..both pretending...

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Crazy

I’m crazy about watching
The sunrise and I’m crazy
About Watching the sunset
But I’m...

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A Recollection of Our Duet

Because I Often Miss Your Presence

A Recollection of Our Duet

The colour Pink was her favourite
She who loved how its tender hues
Merged all too delicately...

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A Jester

"Croons the King"

A Jester

Its a miracle,
that the heart knows,
and yet in silence never unfolds,
But becomes a...

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She Knows

"And canʻt let Go"

She Knows

She sees, the doubts of unbelief,
She hears, what all creatures fear,
She sealed her...

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A Tune

"No one is immune To"

A Tune

A Tune - "No one is immune To"

There is a tune, that no one is immune to,
A motherʻs...

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Hold Me High

Hold Me High

Lift me up
so I can fight storms
Build me up
so I can cross bridges
Back me up...

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To Bathe

"In the shallows of the Moonlight"

To Bathe

To bathe in the shallows of the moonlight,
as we fare upon the calm seas of the night,
and...

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HOPING FOR BETTER DAYS

HOPING FOR BETTER DAYS

I cry myself to sleep at night
Cos you're not by my side.
My days are a dread to start...

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Intended

And if somethings of ourselves are not intended
For the light may our breathes of fog at night,...