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In a dark night I wanna be a dark knight and fight for somebody who hides from everybody who only sees the violence released and the peace seized who searches for those lost keys of peace the one that decreases with the passing of time “look at the moon it’ll disappear soon but look at it illuminating the night sky, accumulating the light from the sun and giving it all has in return this I wanna say and be that dark knight that gives a slight ray of hope just like the moon… -yakaa: jujaa

I may not write about much but you are embedded in my mind in such a way that you haunt and taunt me even till now I wonder how would I have grown if I hadn’t made that right turn that is you… no! I wouldn’t greet you or call you a mistake anymore so I might sound like a hypocrite but you were a good turn that made me burn with fire even though you were a liar but you made me grow and sow positive seeds so I heed- -ed your words and I have become a better person, I might come off as a mad man passing and moving loosely like a sand slipping through the hand and going back to land but you made me better than before and still I think about you in my sore mind you are one great find and although we were never meant to be I see what I’ve become one hell of a perfect storm… #promise (it’s been six months since we parted our ways and it’s been a rough ride for me. it woulda been rougher if I hadn’t met #batman but let’s stick to the topic. We meet every once...

She wills me on like a bright sun shining, even though she’s but all gone her battle’s over, she won! and although it was a short one she’s finally where she belongs but I’m still here thinking of her while I stare at her image oh! So clear in my memories I cherish the time well spent and right now I have no one to vent on to, I cried till my tears dried but no! I’ll never see her again but just her words makes me wanna do broad decisions, her one wish is her small hiss is the thing that pushes me to be better than I was yesterday and as much as I say, she was the one who got away and on the ocean she lays gone with her ashes #simu(well I already wrote a bunch about her on my previous poem [april] so m just gonna keep it short. I’m haunted by her memories nowadays.  Her memory’s been haunting me for past couple of weeks. Her voice…her face…her smile…her smell. It’s all fresh in my mind and it’s been pushing me further to do my best in whatever I’m curre...