They said In my youth I was beautiful and elegant and my eyes glowed like the emeralds, They said, I would twist necks of men to dance on my direction when strolling on the streets, They said, I was the envy of the village maidens, They said, My face was shining like that of the ancient beauty goddess, They said, I was moulded beautifully like the pot meant for queens, They not only said, They composed songs, Village musicians had songs on my honour, That was then, My beautiful baby arrived from the comfort of my womb and stole my thunder, She took away my beauty every day with her giggles, She took away my attention from my mirror, She brought down my little hills to lowest levels, She suckled literally the sap of beauty from my body, Maybe they would say again, I'm now a beautiful mama of a beautiful baby girl, A baby...
Akon Buoi It ends here All the gragra, from eighteen to eighty From morning to night Sunday to Monday January to December It ends here That seductive skin That oval face that turns every man on That flamboyant dress That charming and elegant body It ends here That exotic cars That intelligence That fifty degrees That beautiful wife That fine children My friend it ends here That fame which you seek most That luxurious life That "upon all my wealth" That "do you know who I am?" It ends here That I am not your mate? I am richer than you I am beautiful Many boys woo me Infact girls fight to have me It all ends here That your good poem Your power of algebra Your good English Your all round best It is just matter of time But it is a must Painful truth to accept 6ft awaits all That is where it all ends So you have nothing You are greater than none Stop behaving as you are a god In a twinkling of an eye All will go into thin air.. ...
Amidst the trail of my thoughts I came to a halt Something eccentric But somehow familiar I felt a gap in me That drew me close Closer To reality You ever did your best ? But never succeeded ? You ever felt you deserved something ? But it just slipped Outer your firm grip ? Did you hold your chin in pain ? Or you shed tears ... That still didn't make a difference Or mayhap it did Because life Is just a mystery
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