(For those friends, partners and relatives, that assist one another with smiles and kind words, they appreciate one another virtues, respect opinions and over look weaknesses. Them iI applaud as I celebrate m one-year-older-than-my-age)
They call those tunes
That make me dance
They pursue those dreams
That make me sour
Me - mo - ries
They track my hopes
They make me frail
They hold those ends
They make me fall
Me - mo - ries
On placid pearls
They build their pride
With diamond chains
Of golden rings
At wish they please
They knot my glees
Me-mo-ries
You form my lyrics
You design my tone
Me-mo-ries
At your feet I bend
On knees I cruise
At your dub I die
Or I rise lively
In bows I call your names
Countless
Me-mo-ries
Let love be come in thy good calls
Let life spring from thy bleak fears
Me-mo-rieees
Waziri ur poems are so emotional,i like the way u compose ur poems,may be i will try and get a clue from u.
Kilishi thank you 4 d compliments, I feel flattered ::).
Errrr... I think my writings are an extention of my personality. You read me carefully, you perceive d way my heart works.
I guess... Kilishi, I am d emotional type.
And my definition of poetry goes like this:
Graphical representation of emotions using words.
A MASSIVE CUM BACK!!! ONCE AGAIN A JOB VERY WELDONE!!!!!! IT DOES GIVE A RING TO THE HEART!!! EXCELLENT!
The legendary waziri is back with the best...what can I say...
thanks, ma gud ppl
The repetition of 'me-mo-ries' emphasises your message very well. Good work!