• eliano (30)in #steem • 7 years ago

  ?????

  When the last is gone of our hopes, Shall we let our bodies dangle on ropes? Shall the night give up those secret tears Shade behind her walls, begotten of hidden fears…

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• eliano (30)in #steem • 7 years ago

  Still You Grew

  You sprouted in dry, sandy and infertile land, A seed fallen from a careless farmer’s basket, Like a weed, growing where it is not wanted! You thrived through the scorching…

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• eliano (30)in #steem • 7 years ago

  Gone Silent

  There is a tree now desolate where once the song bird sung. Gone silent, Gone silent. Still on the walls of memory she hangs; A portrait shattered but still treasured…

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• eliano (30)in #steem • 7 years ago

  ALL ARE RETURNING TO DUST

  All are returning to dust, Oh lord, let not this poem be my last. Give me a few more years, To cause more laughter, dry more tears. When I have finally run my race, fought…

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• eliano (30)in #steem • 7 years ago

  JESUS WILL CALM ALL YOUR STORMS

  24 " Suddenly a furious storm came up on the lake, so that the waves swept over the boat. But Jesus was sleeping. 25 The disciples went and woke him, saying, “Lord, save us…

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• eliano (30)in #steemit • 7 years ago

  HEAVY IS THE CROSS I BARE

  Heavy is the cross I bare; In the heavy sand of insanity I pull my feet, Through the desert of happiness I wander; I thirst for waters of hope in a land desolate of any, The…

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• eliano (30)in #steem • 7 years ago

  Life Is Like Acandle

  Life is like a candle burning in the dark. when soft winds blow it flickers, when strong winds blow it goes off, But sometimes it burns down on its own, When life, with…

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• eliano (30)in #steem • 7 years ago

  THE WORLD TODAY

  The world today is not a pleasant place to be. One can’t help but ask, are we any different from Sodom and Gomorra? The events unfolding are shameful, the headlines disgusting.…

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• eliano (30)in #steem • 7 years ago

  THE GODS ARE WISE!! PART I

  King Ochola has fallen, the gods have entrusted the kingdom to his young and inexperienced son Otim. It’s to be questioned for it’s against tradition, but the gods are wise. Far…

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• eliano (30)in #poetry • 7 years ago

  They Ran Out Of Ink

  They were great poets; They added color to the rain Bow of lives, Painters of reality with a pen On paper sheets. So sweet they wrote: Philosophy about life, The nimbus…

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• eliano (30)in #life • 7 years ago

  THE MAN IN THE MIRROR

  We look into the ugly mirror of reality, the pictures seem pale and blurred; we hardly believe what we see and we often shy off from reality. We are scared of the biter truth …

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• eliano (30)in #introduceyourself • 7 years ago

  introduction

  Hello everybody, my name is eliano and I am very delighted to be part of the steemit family and community. I joined Steemit in June 2018 and it’s been a few days of such a…

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• eliano (30)in #steem • 7 years ago

  WHEN WE WERE YOUNG

  While young we had a long future ahead of us: Too many dreams and too many expectations. A long the way years like speeding vehicles by passed us, By and by we tried to catch…

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• eliano (30)in #poetry • 7 years ago

  STEPS IN FAITH

  The pictures of the future seem blurred, The lights on our paths seem dim, In the darkness of reality we journey, through the valleys and shadows of death we trek. we strain…

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• eliano (30)in #free • 7 years ago

  HOW I DEAL WITH MY STUBBORN FAMILY

  I came home from work today and was surprised to find that there was a party taking place inside my little sitting room. One thing rang in my mind as usual and I thought it was a…

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• eliano (30)in #poetry • 7 years ago

  Paul Left in the Rain

  Once I had a friend called Paul, One winter Paul left in the fall. He didn’t mind leaving in the rain, He said he didn’t want to miss the train. I watched him fade like…

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