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Do Lend Me Yr Ears Amazon E-book 50 conFirstly, I really want to thank you for your support. I appreciate you being here. ♥

And because I do I’d like to give you a little gift which is a free copy of my e-book titled “Do Lend Me Your Ears”.  The book is filled with beautiful poems & stories about Love, Life, Faith, Relationships and so much more…

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This Feeling – Poem


angry face

What you gave me tonight…

I am talking ‘bout this feeling

Didn’t drive me up the wall –

It did drive me up the ceiling!

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I would like to say some words

Decent people shouldn’t share

I would also like to show you

How much I don’t care…

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I would, but I won’t…

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Not because I’m scared

Not because I don’t know how,

but because there’s enough drama

We don’t need another row

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There’s pain on the left

There’s pain on the right

I won’t let your careless thoughts

Rot and stink inside my mind…

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I must own my own feeling

I need to do it today

I can’t let your ignorance

Ruin everybody’s day…

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I must dispose of this feeling

As if it’s rubbish or clutter

I need to save my strength for tomorrow

For battles that really matter.

Daughter of the World – Poem


Poems about women

She was a daughter of the world, my dear…
Who else did you hope you would see her be?

She was a daughter of the world, you know?
Yes, you knew she was – she did tell you so

By the way she moved, by the way she spoke…

You said she was the one, then you took her home
Aware of who she was – the daughter of the world

So why would you blame her for your fall?
She was a woman of the world, after all…

You believed you could resist because you were strong

You engaged in her deceitful talk – a little too long

She was falling; of course she made you fall

Extremely fast and extremely low.

You opened the door of your universe for her
Wide open – to be torn apart as she entered there

She was a child of the SKY –
A beauty of the Beast, but you… came

From then – within His beautiful temple

Right into the present – un-covered… in shame

Your muse was nothing less and she was nothing more,
but a totally faithful daughter of the unfaithful world

‘Wahala’ was her name. ‘Wahala’ she was called

She was a daughter of the world –
With all her heart, her mind, her soul…

 Set her free… Why won’t you, baby?

Set her free… …In Him…
She is no longer who she used to be.

Meaning of “wahala”: Trouble 😳

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Enjoy Poetry & Save Lives


Once again, I am so happy to let you know that my e-book “Do Lend Me Your Ears” is finally available on my website (the physical copy can be found on AmazoDo Lend Me Yr Ears Amazon E-book 50 conn). Please click on the nearest cover photo to read the book’s blurb.

This e-book version is really close to my heart because:

  • Amazon’s e-book formatting is quite plain – the e-book you’ll find here looks much better;
  • 100% of the e-book proceeds (from my website) will go to aid the work of a charity called King’s Ransom Foundation 🙂

One of the reasons why I chose this charity is that all of their public donations go directly to the people who need them (their operational expenses are completely funded by a private corporation).

 The charity provides:

  • Food, housing, and safe water to the poorest of the world’s poor.
  • Shelter for abused women and children.
  • A way out for those trapped in slavery and the sex trades.
  • Relief for disaster victims.
  • Care for widows and orphans around the world.

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“Do Lend Me Your Ears” E-book

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I Miss You – Poem


Miss You Pic

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You’re happy & well, I hear

Yet, I miss you… I so miss you, dear

Yesterday, I was instructed not to show my tears

It has only been a week, but it felt like years…

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Yet, I’m not allowed to say I miss you

They say if I speak I’ll offend a few…

‘You’ve got to be quiet. You’ve got to be strong!’

They say it so loud without saying a word

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Yet, I miss you like

Flowers miss bees & bees miss their honey

I so love you like

Banks love their fees & like bankers love money

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Boy, I miss you like

The world misses lies & like God misses men

And I love you like

Writers love stories & like stories love to end

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My hands need your skin

My nose needs your smell

I miss you & miss you & it feels like hell

And I want to cry, and I want to yell

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Yet, I stay silent, although true to me,

I just need to wait. I just need to be…

Without you, except in my memories

Hoping that I won’t have to wait centuries.

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OMG, I Love Your Hair!


Beautiful Girl with Beautiful Hair

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OMG! I love your hair!

I hear, yet again

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Question:

Is IT an artistic or political statement?

‘None of the above’, I claim…

Question:

‘Is it really yours?’

‘Yes, I guess. I didn’t pay’

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‘Amazing! Great!’

‘Although,’ (me again)

‘I can’t keep it when I’m dead.

So, can I really say it is mine…?

Yes, I guess, but no – it’s not…’

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Here, a pause… It’s followed by

An awkward & ironic smile.

Uncomfortable silence falls

Until… another passes by…

Right now, she hears – “Rapunzel, Wow!”

‘What a queen indeed. Your hair is so fly.’

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‘Yes, I know…’ I hear her say…

With every tooth on full display

The Hair Show must go on, with another muse…

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Oh, Lord – don’t let me be misunderstood,

You’ve blessed me indeed with long and thick hair

Even in those places where hair should be spare.

Yet,

My eyes have seen this amazing crown

Pulled with so much hate amongst pain and lies…

Shaved, in less than a minute, with a primitive razor;

While Love’s eyes compelled mine to pay close attention!

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It seems so unfair that,

She pays two hairdressers every single day

Buying IT from her who’s compelled to sell…

So her child can eat, at least one more day…

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The other one’s hair is the enemy’s nest

She is lacking drinking water; her scalp’s in distress

She is homeless. Yet, on her head, parasites reside

They seek nutrients, in her blood, which they fail to find…

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Still… My eyes enjoy its beauty –

Long, short, slick, locks, natural and wigs

Just,

‘LOVE’ sounds like an overstatement,

‘LIKE’ meets the expression’s needs.

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