Poetrycourt

  The unknown, your greatest fears! Soonest it leaves its grip, fires the destructive spear,  Sending a debilitating effects to the spine,  and you’re scar for life,  Fears, wears no face,  But could make one cringed at its mere presence.  Fears, is a product of unusual circumstances, The creepy specter! And I can't count on numbers of scores, 'cause many have died a million times before their death. An amazing guiles known to the central nervous system,  You may have felt it when it blitzes pass your neurons, and seen it streaking across your surroundings.  strong and powerful, like the earthquakes! only when it hasn't quaked beneath your feet, you have no clue! The rhythms of its tinder pulsates with a scary feelings.    Wo ndered how it finds its way into that sacred heart of yours, had been a topic of debate! None could tell ‘cause it cripples everything! One guest that has defied all purgation And a ferocious tenant!  Existing In the subconscious human minds it held sw

I'm the beacon of the campfire, A sojourner of all wilderness, The oracle of hope. In a world cold-stoned, you've only got to be hard as the rock solid,  And mustn't have to freeze up your soul,  For half of the struggles we went through, none of us were ready but still came out strong,  Guess, when you haven't met or heard him,  And got told he prayed in the house of representatives,  With so much correctness,  And If you surely have received this spirit of discernment, My friend you may know who is religious and a true believer like myself,   Except you would have had the gumption to reconstruct these; Rigor, Relevance and Relationships. There's no other holiness than that which you can achieve commendably,    long as the faith is without borders!

  Who wants to be president to be heard? Your dreams at your behest the angels met.  Dreams are valid, and so are you! But choose not to be Mr. President ‘cause your dreams were met! If miles are envisioned what can you say is the distance from your feet to the sky? Going further, and getting closer, that's how we knew you can always come around.  Childrens are fed and hungry! Believe it, they're not yours nor mine but a burden and minatory,  Was Adam a man and Eve a woman? They probably had to die! But, what else you shall have carried off with pride? (comestible hearts). knowingly, it was so as it is in the heavens. 

I f she knew how bad it is stifling those wearyingly lips!   Won't she give in to me as long as I can go with her? Could she unaware  everything just like a superstar? If I were She, I'd look the other side. Now we're not even so as to rue all of our lives; I'll be around when she last. I'll be around when she has. When she let go of the past.  When this road is less aghast. When she sleep not in snatch,  I'll be around, 'Cause she has.  This ain't supposed a date night of beautiful depression, And no one could say what it was! Heard the old car winds broke the angels wings, The road be rough, and M ay've taken a little longer to arrive, They told us the uptown boy t ook his  laud Pop stereo On a stroll, the rhythms so laud, none who saw could hear the lyrics in his song. If I were she, I'd look the other side.  Now we're not even so as to rue all of our lives. I'll be around when she last ,  I'll be around when she has,  when

From   heavens unto these cities of drapes to maniac. And things got cost, Like when you can't tell it all this times, Whilst you draw up some shorts, And lost in the bossom of the night angels.   Whether by chance or happenstance, Men always has got their sweat tongue cut and dried. To what end should one inure this, And little wonder relished? Only if you’d lost touch, Oh! Ye Sons of jezebel, I don't know how but Sin got Poure.