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Fish is my friends and the whales Is my homies Octopuses my people, the shrimp, they all know me The sharks Is my niggas, the dolphins is with us The crabs is my comrades, the seahorse be holdin' us down Jellyfish, they just be rollin' around Lobsters is cool, they are not food They're part of the crew And that mean they're down (and that mean they're down) [Lupe Fiasco:] Life Aquatic, product of the passage, ooh Stay there with me, lookin' like Atlantis (ayy) We're off to build another planet (ayy) See a ship and then we're really goin' savage (ayy) From the home, we was lost in the Atlantic I wouldn't make it, but we'll find a way to manage (ayy) Titanic when we're breakin' off the damage I ain't gotta say it man, that wave is automatic Me and my partnas, say your life is a beach, no But life is a beach though Yeah, it's down here on the sea floor And now we're really gettin' deep though I

Imagine there's no heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us only sky Imagine all the people Living for today... Aha-ah... Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion, too Imagine all the people Living life in peace... You... You may say I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be as one Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people Sharing all the world... You... You may say I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will live as one                                                                          - John Lennon What do you make of this lyrics, share your thoughts.

Blue diaphane, tobacco smoke Serpentine on wet film and wood glaze,  Mutes chrome, wreathes velvet drapes, Dims the cave of mirrors. Ghost fingers Comb seaweed hair, stroke aquamarine veins  Of marooned mariners, captives  Of Circe's sultry notes. The barman Dispenses igneous potions ? Somnambulist, the band plays on.  Cocktail mixer, silvery fish Dances for limpet clients. Applause is steeped in lassitude, Tangled in webs of lovers' whispers And artful eyelash of the androgynous. The hovering notes caress the night  Mellowed deep indigo ?still they play. Departures linger. Absences do not Deplete the tavern. They hang over the haze  As exhalations from receded shores. Soon, Night repossesses the silence, but till dawn The notes hold sway, smoky Epiphanies, possessive of the hours. This music's plaint forgives, redeems  The deafness of the world. Night turns Homewards, sheathed in notes of solace, pleats The broke

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Hey you! Yes you, no more reasons to take your  own life, There are so many things to live for, Don't die in style tonight, Cause if I make you happy I don't need to do more, You're not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness, But you gotta stop this suicide thought madness.                                                                                                          saefhenryosas

Son, I wish I could wake up and see you standing there. Then I would know that it was just a nightmare. Son, I remember when you were small and how you would hold my hand,  and as you grew older you became my best friend. Son, I have 29 years of memories that I will treasure and keep safe in my heart. We share a bond that time and distance can never break apart. Son, oh how my heart aches so. I would love to have you back and never let you go. Son, where there was happiness,  now there is sadness. Son, how I long to hear your voice and see your beautiful smile  and have you back for just a little while. Son, until that day I see you again,  I will look to the sky and search among the stars for my son and best friend. Love, Mom Barbara J. Rouse

Baby don't move until I say you move, For the love I have for you is crowned with prime, What my tongue speaks my account can prove, Please tell me that you got some time. Oh please gone are those days Davido, Just cut the chase I only whine for the doe, Spray me the cash or away you go, Don't want no love you should already know. Holy shit could it be the money I got, Could it be the bottles I pop, Thought the feelings were mutual apparently it's not, Can be naughty too we party till the panties drop. I am O.B.O I move money in a bullion van, So regardless would have sprayed you the cash, Bitch go get yourself some other plan, You a hoe so I'll be out in a flash.                                                                                              saefhenry osas Original lyrics by davido:

She who is wise in all grace Learned and dignified by her royal lace Chosen by the forebears themselves To be the custodian and protector of The Edo heritage and peoples She who was destined to be queen Right from the womb . For it is said : Aise agbon rrio oba Ehimwin ake rrio re. She who has taken over from grandmother, iye wven ni ye Whose strength surpasses that of a panther . She who sees both yesterday and tomorrow May your reign know no sorrow . She who we all, call Jemimah May your fame and prosperity Echo In distant lands and borders. May your coming as Iye the second Be Long and Peaceful Ise!! #age #birth #love #benin #princess #love #saefexperience #saefpoem #saef       Saefhenry osas

How well do you know about poetry? 10 Questions to Test your Poetry Knowledge by My Poetic Side Let's test your poetic side.         Saefhenry osas

Bitcoin, my true cause of mood swings, Married you at an all-time high,  And what then do you bring?  That my anger shouldn't kill you with my eye.  I cannot trust banks I know,  But they don't pump and dump,  The disappointment I bear made me left them so,  Then you invaded with a 70% pump.  You told me you loved me,  And quickly inflated my savings,  Even got me a house and entangled me to thee.  So I can buy more of what spot is craving.  Now I dare not open my wallet,  My blockfolio mocks me to the moon,  You left me for the whale's cos of their pocket,  Hearing John McAfee changes the tune,  Oh! my bitcoin as your colors did fly,  Will you ever be back at all time high?                                                             saefhenryosas

Figuratively speaking, sunset is the time in one's life which could be said to be the final period. The closing stages of a person or things life could also be referred to a one's sunset. A sunset for me is a time of the day when the bright and shining sun disappears beneath the western horizon.  MY PHOTO STORY So it was as always my usual day of total stress and no fun except sometimes when I am able to play football (soccer) which I enjoy doing so much. So sitting in front of the school hostel and reminiscing about moments I spent in the house as a young child won't so less problem like now where I have to read and pass exams "by force" and do an academic project that is not so fun so far,xd. Then this beautiful view came along and of course, I wouldn't resist freezing the view in a photograph and even me not having my mobile phone with me won't stop me.  Now guys, don't laugh to hard but I went after the beauty hehe. I began to follow

Who is the genius??? I remember back then in school,2015 to be precise, was with my reading partners studying for our final exams. A fresher from God knows where just came by asking what 7x13 was. Honestly I was expecting a cold reply from my sociology friend,instead she was like; ''7x13??? errmmm errmmm come ooo how does the answer affect our environment? U should focus on exploring the organization of knowledge production in systems biology, which is a research approach that brings together biologists, physicists, engineers, mathematicians and computer scientists in novel interdisciplinary arrangements not what 7x13 is. I was dumbfounded,as her reply was totally off point and uncalled for. Just as i was about to laugh and scold fash at the same time, my other mate in person of Loyce made matters worse. Loyce is a political scientist. And so,he started; Fasola Nooo!!! Noo!!! Nooo!!! Listen to my argumentum propentum, u see, 7*13 looking at it from the poli

HE 4 SHE One stereotype here another there, Calls what ought to be a human right a privilege, To seek out sorrow that dwells everywhere, Rights and freedom, over sacrilege. Do you need the opposite sex to validate your self-worth? Being glad about a new foolish quiet mirth. Men sometimes don’t realize gender inequality is their issue too, They see expressing emotions as a sign of weakness, The injuries that to yourself you do, A little bit of outlaw, a little bit of Jesus. Why can’t men express emotions and be what they please? A buoyant Spirit and a heart at ease. Men who need women to get their shit together are not attractive, Women who need men to be happy are spoilt little imps, Would that your brain was as active, You will realize the difference between a child and a shrimp, Why should everyone learn to cook and do household chores? So you feed yourself, your loved ones and be self-dependent. I had a friend who became a stranger,

Grammar can be tough. There are a lot of rules to follow, and a lot to wrap your head around. Some of the rules we learn in school, though, aren’t exactly accurate. While some function as helpful guidelines for style and form, other so-called ‘rules’ are inventions, or ‘superstitions,’ as the lexicographer Henry W. Fowler called them. Here are some common grammar myths: 1. You can’t end a sentence with a preposition Most of us learned in school that ending a sentence with a  preposition  was a mistake. This ‘rule,’ however, is misguided, dating from the 17 th  century, when several notable writers tried to codify English to fit more neatly with Latin grammar. Clearly, there are instances where attempting to avoid ending a sentence in a preposition results in a statement that is either over-formal or simply poor English. An over-formal example might be: ‘He told her that there was nothing  of  which to be frightened.’ An example of poor English (or Yoda English) might be: ‘P