Tag: Blog
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Rose Gold Petals by Eli Oko
You are like rose gold petals you fall on to grounds of milk you grow wings and fly into skies of candy floss you are the edibles we write about you are the fresh pastures we farm you keep the forests blooming you need nothing but water and sunlight you are the reason why we keep…
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Great Talk by Eli Oko
Please excuse these tears They do not reflect my inner most feelings As deep and desperate they may seem Inside I am jumping for joy Because my concern has always been your happieness Your happiness has always been my thought And my thought and has always been you Not in the way every person may wish…
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Sky by Eli Oko
I think I know why he walked away We didn’t grow apart Our eyes were precisely aligned Our future was quite on time We didn’t talk ourselves out of anything We spoke loads about tomorrow But we didn’t forget about today He always whispered sweet nothings into my ears And never wanted me to change…
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I’m Max by Eli Oko
I watch the sunset rise And sleep in eyes I yawn and start my day I wait around for my favourite sounds And then allow the scent to lead the way There’s nothing like breakfast Like a meal to set you off Nothing like having someone Who prepares it with so much love It’s leg…
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They’re Losing ME by Eli Oko
Nobody should determine whether you are strong enough to stand or fall That is your choice If I could teleport right now, I would go to where I need be I would navigate to that area I would pinpoint that street I would stand before those doors and walk in very proud I would forget…
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The Cold by CeCe and Eli Oko (Collaborative Poetry)
You have left me before and it hurts every day And this time around I feel the cold This time around I feel the cold Numb are the hands I once used to hold you You know what it feels like And so this time around I’ll let the pain sink in I’ll let…
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Answered Prayer by Eli Oko
I have a man. I have a man that looks at me as if he is reading me his favorite book he will never put down each line he explores, over and over and over again he loves each page as his eyes follow its story his fingers trace down the spine he loves my…

