✨✨✨ Those days, Stored away In memories, Like treasury These days— Delightfully and longingly, My heart, my thoughts With fixed gazes and cravings, Savour those luscious days Like art on walls, Like artefacts in museums, Treasured history Found a haven In sweet memories✨. - Hohpraize✍π» 07 August, 2024.
UNVEILING CURTAIN Hear the fading echoes... The screams of toils Of sweats, like blood Constantly, consistently, consequentially Dripping on our soil Of pains and struggles From dusk till dawn Dawning on our dusk And dusking on our dawn. Hear the fading echoes Speaking of value and worth Of a crippled giant He broke his legs With his hands and Broke his hands With his brain Hear the fading echoes The crinkling and cranking Search of papers of ornament boxes Of a fading-green economy Trying to wear a fitting smile Like a damsel Dressing to attract more suitors O woeful debtor In the midst of this fading echoes Daniels and Nehemiahs choruses Restore oh rebuild the walls There is hope for a tree If it be cut down At the scent of water It will sprout again The tender branch will not cease Listen to the emerging echoes Of hopes so close so near The sound of rain Oh drying s...
π Obsession π They are alive - dead, Yet they live - they used to live; In our hearts they live on; On earth they've moved on. π Oh lover of the wrecker, π π I was, I am. π π She was here a pest, π π As a "pelter" - the fear of my glass house. π π Making my heart grow fonder: π π She left, I felt. π As if death came in and took her! I never even said I don't want her! She just left, And made my heart melt. If ever her presence will come; My hand owes her shoulders, The throw of a punch And my arms a warm embrace. Hohpraize
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