Trinidad

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    Trinidad

    I miss her so much
    Ever since I left six years
    I can still hear her cry
    Drying her tears with the warmth of my love
    The memories that we shared,
    The things that we do will never fade away.
    Family and friends the love we share cannot be measured,
    Nor can it disappear into the air.
    The fears that we overcome, so that we can freely travel
    the world.Oh I remember under de coconut tree.
    When we use tuh lime and drink juice
    Then go and give trouble fuh hours.
    Trinidad my beautiful homeland, I adore you.


    By: Keston Peters

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    Kalonji’s Poems (19)

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    Roses(R.I.P Grandpa) 1
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    0
    Busy 2
    World of Conflict 2
    Once again/My pain within 3
    My Mother 2
    Victorious 0
    My Pray 1
    Lion me Lion 1
    The Journey 1
    I'm Sorry 1
    The world 0
    Trinidad 0
    My Life 1
    It's a rough road 0
    Nigger 4
    What I see in you 1
    The Righteous 1
    The Wicked 1