Let your love flow in my veins
like rivers down to the ocean,
and your glory burst in me like sparks from a brilliant fire,
You're mine and I'm yours, so hold my hand and walk with me,
Down the path end of our lives and beyond.
Your beautiful smile is my eyes delight,
And your laughter my heart melts
Your arm in mine is peace and beyond,
How I want this emotions to last forever
You're my fever and my shiver,
An infection that sets me on fire until I quiver
You have me helplessly deep in your embrace,
And all I want is to make us live timelessly
And when that time comes that we'll old and weary
I'll hold you and love you till I die
Our memories will live forever,
And our children will share in our love to the end of days.
So love me today just like you do,
And care for me always just like you have
Let us bathe in Yahuah's light,
And love each other more than before.
Poem by BinKhuryam
Dated:13/12/2025
like rivers down to the ocean,
and your glory burst in me like sparks from a brilliant fire,
You're mine and I'm yours, so hold my hand and walk with me,
Down the path end of our lives and beyond.
Your beautiful smile is my eyes delight,
And your laughter my heart melts
Your arm in mine is peace and beyond,
How I want this emotions to last forever
You're my fever and my shiver,
An infection that sets me on fire until I quiver
You have me helplessly deep in your embrace,
And all I want is to make us live timelessly
And when that time comes that we'll old and weary
I'll hold you and love you till I die
Our memories will live forever,
And our children will share in our love to the end of days.
So love me today just like you do,
And care for me always just like you have
Let us bathe in Yahuah's light,
And love each other more than before.
Poem by BinKhuryam
Dated:13/12/2025
❤3
Forwarded from Dark side.
*petals.*
I sip from this bottle,
the salt of reminisce,
and the refinement of life.
I swig the snake's poison,
potent in it's charm,
layered by friendship,
I remember how my friend,
broke me not once nor twice,
ah these memories,
the downfall of the facade.
I swig the laughs,
the tears and the silence,
I thank the shoulder I leaned on,
bless it in solitude,
you were the rock,
that calmed my storm.
I take in the love,
stormy and steamy it's nature,
unrequited from my family,
my people that I counted on,
I remember the tides,
that I nearly drowned in,
and I'm grateful,
you were there.
I down happiness,
sadness too and the insomniac nights,
nights that I sat awake till morning,
frivolous fretting for the future,
I think how nice it would be not to think,
but how can I not,
when I was born a thinker.
I sip life,
and death in between,
for the ones we lost,
and the ones we found,
my heart silently weeps,
and rejoices in the joys,
how beautiful it is to live,
as the days pass awaiting death.
I smother the last mouthful,
cheers to you, me and us,
cheers to the swigs,
that we take everyday,
may we find strength,
and thrive in good health,
you should know I'm proud of you,
it wasn't easy to get here🦋.
https://www.tg-me.com/cul_14_pry
©🅻🅾🅽🅴 ™🤬
I sip from this bottle,
the salt of reminisce,
and the refinement of life.
I swig the snake's poison,
potent in it's charm,
layered by friendship,
I remember how my friend,
broke me not once nor twice,
ah these memories,
the downfall of the facade.
I swig the laughs,
the tears and the silence,
I thank the shoulder I leaned on,
bless it in solitude,
you were the rock,
that calmed my storm.
I take in the love,
stormy and steamy it's nature,
unrequited from my family,
my people that I counted on,
I remember the tides,
that I nearly drowned in,
and I'm grateful,
you were there.
I down happiness,
sadness too and the insomniac nights,
nights that I sat awake till morning,
frivolous fretting for the future,
I think how nice it would be not to think,
but how can I not,
when I was born a thinker.
I sip life,
and death in between,
for the ones we lost,
and the ones we found,
my heart silently weeps,
and rejoices in the joys,
how beautiful it is to live,
as the days pass awaiting death.
I smother the last mouthful,
cheers to you, me and us,
cheers to the swigs,
that we take everyday,
may we find strength,
and thrive in good health,
you should know I'm proud of you,
it wasn't easy to get here🦋.
https://www.tg-me.com/cul_14_pry
©🅻🅾🅽🅴 ™🤬
My love story is pure poetry,
because it never truly began.
Longing without memory,
grief without betrayal—
fleeting moments
that flirt endlessly
without closure.
~Poetry
Uzithepoet
because it never truly began.
Longing without memory,
grief without betrayal—
fleeting moments
that flirt endlessly
without closure.
~Poetry
Uzithepoet
❤4
Between us falling stars
In darkness sparkling eyes,
The touch like salute
blowing away to absolute,
On knees you are fallen angel,
in embrace your heavenly home, you're no stranger...
Fly up and fly...
Hold me tight ...
Your wings color of night
My feathers white
Merging in yin yang...
Glowing bright✨
#dj #deephouse #newmusic #lovesong #lovepoem #poems #books #singers #readers #love
In darkness sparkling eyes,
The touch like salute
blowing away to absolute,
On knees you are fallen angel,
in embrace your heavenly home, you're no stranger...
Fly up and fly...
Hold me tight ...
Your wings color of night
My feathers white
Merging in yin yang...
Glowing bright✨
#dj #deephouse #newmusic #lovesong #lovepoem #poems #books #singers #readers #love
I am right where I want to be,
Beneath the rubble,
Where their feet stomp ceaselessly,
And their eyes name me a sloth.
In their haste to chase foretold wealth,
They abandon the bird in hand,
Believing the hunt will be fair,
Until their hope flies the coop.
And where will I be?
Beneath the rubble, sifting through their dirt,
Gathering
little by little
The small things they left behind.
But when they return to search for them,
I will be long gone.
Only whispers of me will remain,
A rumor, a lesson,
Of a wealth unheeded.
#poetry
Beneath the rubble,
Where their feet stomp ceaselessly,
And their eyes name me a sloth.
In their haste to chase foretold wealth,
They abandon the bird in hand,
Believing the hunt will be fair,
Until their hope flies the coop.
And where will I be?
Beneath the rubble, sifting through their dirt,
Gathering
little by little
The small things they left behind.
But when they return to search for them,
I will be long gone.
Only whispers of me will remain,
A rumor, a lesson,
Of a wealth unheeded.
#poetry
When you have an amazing day,
Ground yourself before going to bed that night.
Remind yourself of where you have come from,
And remember that this is just another incredible day in your life,
Because more work needs to be done.
Ground yourself before going to bed that night.
Remind yourself of where you have come from,
And remember that this is just another incredible day in your life,
Because more work needs to be done.
❤1
I set down the stone I was carrying.
I loosen my grip on yesterday.
I release you from the weight of my remembering.
I make peace with the wound and let it close.
I choose not to bleed where you once cut me.
I leave the door unlatched and walk on.
Your debt to my heart is cleared.
I lay your name gently back into silence.
I loosen my grip on yesterday.
I release you from the weight of my remembering.
I make peace with the wound and let it close.
I choose not to bleed where you once cut me.
I leave the door unlatched and walk on.
Your debt to my heart is cleared.
I lay your name gently back into silence.
❤1
Poem Titular: Athwart
Against the shadow of what came before,
Presumption does not stand side by side,
But turns inward, searching quietly
For the finest course of action,
Though none yet falters, none yet fails.
We journey forth, yet find no passage;
Barriers rise where paths should open.
The descent weighs heavier than the climb,
And still we wonder,
To whom shall we lift our plea,
For aid, for unclouded guidance?
©️The Eminent
Against the shadow of what came before,
Presumption does not stand side by side,
But turns inward, searching quietly
For the finest course of action,
Though none yet falters, none yet fails.
We journey forth, yet find no passage;
Barriers rise where paths should open.
The descent weighs heavier than the climb,
And still we wonder,
To whom shall we lift our plea,
For aid, for unclouded guidance?
©️The Eminent
❤1
Forwarded from Dark side.
Dark side.
Photo
*metarmorphosis.*
The cup levitates. It's contents brimming to the point of overflowing. At the edges the liquid inside shivers, viscous a little. But who knows? How longer shall it withstand before breaking? The air around it trembles. As if, in trepidation. The reminisce, perhaps a bad memory, a recent happening. Above, hopelessness lays. Watching, draining all vivacious hues. Steam rises. Motivation. I'm doing something. Progress, the baby steps. Mockingly, the temperature drops. Absolute zero. Frozen. My skin thawing out. The contents still, frozen too. The dry winds blow, hopes to get out of here swept away. Overbearingly, the helplessness albatrosses. Why? Why now? Why me? The questions arise. Don't heroes exist? Am I not worth saving? The air gives way, shredded by the cold. The cup tilts to the side, unable to maintain its balance. It swings, like a pendulum to the other side. The equilibrium is broken and it falls. Through the heights it's life flashing before it's eyes. Perhaps I was a good cup. Perhaps not. It hits the floor, and breaks to a million pieces. Shattered, never to be used again.
https://www.tg-me.com/cul_14_pry
©🅻🅾🅽🅴 ™🤬
The cup levitates. It's contents brimming to the point of overflowing. At the edges the liquid inside shivers, viscous a little. But who knows? How longer shall it withstand before breaking? The air around it trembles. As if, in trepidation. The reminisce, perhaps a bad memory, a recent happening. Above, hopelessness lays. Watching, draining all vivacious hues. Steam rises. Motivation. I'm doing something. Progress, the baby steps. Mockingly, the temperature drops. Absolute zero. Frozen. My skin thawing out. The contents still, frozen too. The dry winds blow, hopes to get out of here swept away. Overbearingly, the helplessness albatrosses. Why? Why now? Why me? The questions arise. Don't heroes exist? Am I not worth saving? The air gives way, shredded by the cold. The cup tilts to the side, unable to maintain its balance. It swings, like a pendulum to the other side. The equilibrium is broken and it falls. Through the heights it's life flashing before it's eyes. Perhaps I was a good cup. Perhaps not. It hits the floor, and breaks to a million pieces. Shattered, never to be used again.
https://www.tg-me.com/cul_14_pry
©🅻🅾🅽🅴 ™🤬
Y O U' R E K I L L I N G U S
- bob kasiita
you're supposed to protect us
but instead you're killing us
one by one, like flies on a wall
silencing the voices that dare to speak
why are you doing this?
what's the reason for this bloody dance?
is it power? is it greed?
or is it just the stench of your own decay?
you're killing Ugandans, one by one
leaving their bodies in the streets
like discarded trash, like yesterday's news
and nobody says a word, nobody moves
the silence is deafening, the silence is a scream
as you continue to kill, to maim, to oppress
and we're just supposed to take it, to swallow it whole
like a bitter pill, like a poison that slowly kills
but I won't take it, I won't swallow it whole
I'll spit it out, I'll scream it loud
you're killing us, you're killing our souls
and we won't be silenced, we won't be controlled.
#mycountry🇺🇬
- bob kasiita
you're supposed to protect us
but instead you're killing us
one by one, like flies on a wall
silencing the voices that dare to speak
why are you doing this?
what's the reason for this bloody dance?
is it power? is it greed?
or is it just the stench of your own decay?
you're killing Ugandans, one by one
leaving their bodies in the streets
like discarded trash, like yesterday's news
and nobody says a word, nobody moves
the silence is deafening, the silence is a scream
as you continue to kill, to maim, to oppress
and we're just supposed to take it, to swallow it whole
like a bitter pill, like a poison that slowly kills
but I won't take it, I won't swallow it whole
I'll spit it out, I'll scream it loud
you're killing us, you're killing our souls
and we won't be silenced, we won't be controlled.
#mycountry🇺🇬
“Marriage is hard.
Divorce is hard.
Choose your hard.
Obesity is hard.
Being fit is hard.
Choose your hard.
Being in debt is hard.
Being financially disciplined is hard.
Choose your hard.
Starting a business is hard.
Working a 9 to 5 job is hard.
Choose your hard.
Life will never be easy,
but you can choose your hard.
Choose wisely!"
Divorce is hard.
Choose your hard.
Obesity is hard.
Being fit is hard.
Choose your hard.
Being in debt is hard.
Being financially disciplined is hard.
Choose your hard.
Starting a business is hard.
Working a 9 to 5 job is hard.
Choose your hard.
Life will never be easy,
but you can choose your hard.
Choose wisely!"
LIFE IS UNFAIR
Life is unfair
It needs no failure
It needs those who prepare
To those who take care,
It offers a chair
Life is unfair indeed
Especially to those who can't succeed
It doesn't want them to be pleased
In it, there's no over speed
For one can't procceed
Life is a journey
Full of pain without money
Really it sounds funny
If you're canny,
It offers honey
Life is a real gamble
It needs one to struggle
But easy to escape trouble
If you engalf humble
No need to scramble
For it hates one to stumble
By: Wisdom Msungabanthu Mlambia
( Msungapipo)
Life is unfair
It needs no failure
It needs those who prepare
To those who take care,
It offers a chair
Life is unfair indeed
Especially to those who can't succeed
It doesn't want them to be pleased
In it, there's no over speed
For one can't procceed
Life is a journey
Full of pain without money
Really it sounds funny
If you're canny,
It offers honey
Life is a real gamble
It needs one to struggle
But easy to escape trouble
If you engalf humble
No need to scramble
For it hates one to stumble
By: Wisdom Msungabanthu Mlambia
( Msungapipo)
👍1
The only time this piece of paper shines
is when I write about you.
Otherwise it’s just another page
quiet, unnoticed,
like the things I never say out loud.
But how would you ever know that,
this paper has never left my diary,
it keeps my feelings folded inside it,
the way I keep them from you.
is when I write about you.
Otherwise it’s just another page
quiet, unnoticed,
like the things I never say out loud.
But how would you ever know that,
this paper has never left my diary,
it keeps my feelings folded inside it,
the way I keep them from you.
*ECHOES IN THE SILENCE*
When the since is loud, the spirit is low!
For the mind slumbers : thoughts are joggled..
The heart bleeds_but the veins got no flow in them...
The CPU has failed, for every nerve is paralyzed!
I got cravings: yet I'm not paged!
I long for love _ yet I'm to weak to persue it...
It's feather like: I can't comprehend its speed_
An elephant I'm, weighing tonnes leaving me grounded...
I'm hopeless: a glimmer of hope isn't expected!
Though I'm not a bat _ my vision is blur...
I hope for my heart to race, yet its piston is worn out _
Its pulse is faint _the heavens awaits my arrival!
They say, "love isn't for the weak."
I bet the ox in me fled: for the existence of love terrified it!
I've lost my sanity, while the beautiful serenity withered...
I'm a failure in love _yet a master in making others bloom!
*©Myles The Masterpiece 🖋️🖋️*
*®Mylistic verses 🖋️*
When the since is loud, the spirit is low!
For the mind slumbers : thoughts are joggled..
The heart bleeds_but the veins got no flow in them...
The CPU has failed, for every nerve is paralyzed!
I got cravings: yet I'm not paged!
I long for love _ yet I'm to weak to persue it...
It's feather like: I can't comprehend its speed_
An elephant I'm, weighing tonnes leaving me grounded...
I'm hopeless: a glimmer of hope isn't expected!
Though I'm not a bat _ my vision is blur...
I hope for my heart to race, yet its piston is worn out _
Its pulse is faint _the heavens awaits my arrival!
They say, "love isn't for the weak."
I bet the ox in me fled: for the existence of love terrified it!
I've lost my sanity, while the beautiful serenity withered...
I'm a failure in love _yet a master in making others bloom!
*©Myles The Masterpiece 🖋️🖋️*
*®Mylistic verses 🖋️*
I know I sound like a broken record
every time I tell you what you mean to me.
But my heart insists
it reminds me again and again,
especially when I see you.
It gets scared of the thought
that one day someone else might say
what I forgot to.
So I keep telling you,
not because I’ve run out of new words,
but because you’re someone
I never want to stop reminding
how much you matter to me.
I feel no shame,
no hesitation,
in showing how much I want you.
My feelings for you
aren’t something I want to hide
or tone down.
If anything,
I want to be louder about them
clearer, bolder
unafraid of letting you know
that you matter to me
more than I know how to explain.
So it’s up to you
if you want to keep listening
to this broken record.
Because it has no off button,
no pause,
no idea how to stop...
it just keeps playing
every time my heart feels your presence.
every time I tell you what you mean to me.
But my heart insists
it reminds me again and again,
especially when I see you.
It gets scared of the thought
that one day someone else might say
what I forgot to.
So I keep telling you,
not because I’ve run out of new words,
but because you’re someone
I never want to stop reminding
how much you matter to me.
I feel no shame,
no hesitation,
in showing how much I want you.
My feelings for you
aren’t something I want to hide
or tone down.
If anything,
I want to be louder about them
clearer, bolder
unafraid of letting you know
that you matter to me
more than I know how to explain.
So it’s up to you
if you want to keep listening
to this broken record.
Because it has no off button,
no pause,
no idea how to stop...
it just keeps playing
every time my heart feels your presence.
❤5