For the fruit of knowledge. Lala
How much I hate doing up the garden
And her words could lead to rainbow
How much I hate tendering the garden
How much it makes me exciting
How much it left me so spoilt
How much I crave for it
How much the thirst is submerging
The little garden give me so much trip
As my spirit is shouting help, more, help!!!
Highing my senses + spirit, boosting my soul
As it makes me feel the light and Saul
So much I want to stop kissing this shit
So much "I" highness comes this shit
Poetry by Saheed Giwa
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Written on 2008-08-03 at 14:54
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Gardening [lala]
Tanya coded words left me in limboHow much I hate doing up the garden
And her words could lead to rainbow
How much I hate tendering the garden
How much it makes me exciting
How much it left me so spoilt
How much I crave for it
How much the thirst is submerging
The little garden give me so much trip
As my spirit is shouting help, more, help!!!
Highing my senses + spirit, boosting my soul
As it makes me feel the light and Saul
So much I want to stop kissing this shit
So much "I" highness comes this shit
Poetry by Saheed Giwa
Read 745 times
Written on 2008-08-03 at 14:54
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