Like the phoenix from the ashes,
He rose;
Like the bouquet in my stashes,
He’s rose;
Our troubles and afflictions,
He knows;
Our burden and transgressions,
He tows.
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Cheemnonso™
Tag: #sunday
Merry Times. (Limerick)
O solemn silent nights, we crave thee,
graced with spirits; not one, two, but three,
come tuck angst in to sleep,
and make heavy hearts leap,
for your aura brings nothing but glee.
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Cheemnonso™
Nature’s Vibe
Autumn auroras,
awe-gusts and august auras,
apays all ages.
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Cheemnonso
Twist Of Fate
Lost in the Ether,
the withering flower blossoms,
A mundane mystery.
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Cheemnonso ✍️
September
Sweet sonorous songs,
Engulfed in good tidings,
Postured in the walls of our hearts;
This, I wish us these
Ember days,
Mustering magnificent memories,
Burning all scarlet scars
Etched in our lives,
Radiating joy forth.
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Cheemnonso™
Love
The abyss of love,
Deep for my heart to eclipse,
Yet, I fall fatuous.
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Cheemnonso ✍️✍️✍️
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