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A Little Voice

“ There's a little voice

inside my head,

a familiar breathing

after each whisper

The deep sighs

after each lines,

the phrases that

repeats itself,

There's a little voice,

a familiar one —

it sounded like me.

Truly,

our greatest enemy

is our ownselves. ”

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Heart Spoken Poetry: The Language Of Love.

Immerse yourself in "Love's Language," a realm where emotions flow like ink on paper and the language of the heart finds its everlasting voice. This enthralling book takes readers on a profound journey through heartfelt poetry, celebrating the eternal heritage of love in all its manifestations.

Discover lyrics that provide a vivid picture of love's effect on the human experience with each page flip. Each poem gives a look into the intricacies and beauty of attachment, from the gentle embrace of a nascent passion to the bittersweet agony of parting ways. It is a global language that cuts through countries, time, and borders, connecting readers to the emotions that run deep within their souls.

"Love's Language" becomes a heart-to-heart bridge, enabling readers to celebrate the ups and downs of love's journey. Poets from the past and present collaborate to create lyrics that will reverberate through the years, leaving a lasting mark on the human soul. This anthology is a celebration of the eternal power of love, a reminder that love's language is ageless and always spoken from the heart.

Find consolation in shared experiences, inspiration for your own insights, and a greater knowledge of the universal power that ties us all inside these pages. "Love's Language" will captivate your heart and leave you with a newfound understanding for the transformational power of love, whether you are a seasoned poetry aficionado or a newbie to the world of heartspoken rhyme.

As you read "Love's Language," accept the unsaid feelings, whispered wishes, and moments of connection that speak to your heart. Allow the beauty of heartspoken poetry to embrace your spirit and celebrate the immortal heritage of love's language, spoken from the heart.

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The War By Prof. Stanley Immanuel.

Please promise me that you will return.

"I will wait for you, I will be here waiting for you when you are out there fighting for our country,

I want you to always know that there is someone waiting for you back at home."

We held one other's shoulders while we both sobbed.

I wanted to tell her that I was afraid, but I kept quiet.

We embrace and kiss while submerged in a pool of tears, saying, "I'll be back, my love, don't cry."

"My love, what if this is the last time?"

Please keep in mind 1 Corinthians 16:13 while you have faith.

She found it challenging.

It was much more difficult for me. She gave me a few of our photos, which I put in my suitcase.

I gave her the "Even if I don't make it, I want you to know that I love you" grin as I glanced at her.

Because of how loud the applause was outside, "it must be a pickup bus"

When I caught sight of her, I grinned.

"I swear I'll be back"

I opened the door and left.

The street was crowded and the sky was covered in dust.

The dusty sky was covered with the flag of our nation.

Hope drove my dread away, and I felt bold when I watched the young and elderly smiling and saying, "This is for them, this is for them,"

Her face was so dazzling that it appeared as though she was alone in the crowd.

She was on the window when the bus began to move in an instant.

I will return for you;

Please keep in mind 1 Corinthians 16:13;

I will never forget you;

I will think about you constantly;

I will write to you every day and every night;

I love you; and I will return home for you.

"Please don't leave me, John, don't leave me, please don't leave."

She didn't want to lose go of the window, therefore her grip was firm.

She was unable to stop weeping.

She was removed from the window.

She struggled to get away, and then she started chasing the bus.

But the bus moved too quickly for her to keep up with it.

I observed from the window.

She sobbed uncontrollably for a while before collapsing to the ground...Read More