*I Thought I Lost You*

I think I lost you 

I lost you when you couldn't get me

I lost you when we could not agree to disagree

I lost you when all you could say were words filled with poison to discourage me


I started losing myself

I lost myself when I let you do what you felt was right for me

I lost myself when I could not be happy on things as you felt they were wrong for me

I lost myself when all I could think was to be perfect for you


I believe it's better that I lost you

I believe when one becomes toxic for you it's not worth your mental peace

I believe when I could not be enough for you ever, you don't deserve me

I believe that you could never overlook my flaws and be more focused on my goodness


I believe that I have found myself again 

I believe it is so as I have a family who loves me and support me

I believe it is so as I have friends who accept me as I am but also I could look upto when I do wrong to correct me

I believe it is so as I am more kind, generous, and loving towards myself


And I also believe that one day, someone is gonna love me 

He is gonna accept me for my flaws

But he is also gonna help me in dealing with those flaws

He is gonna be my family and my best friend 

The one who will support me, even fight with me but laugh with me too 

He is always gonna encourage me to be a better version of me. 


So, I guess I lost you for good

I lost you so I could find myself again

I lost you so I could spent my time with people who are worthy for that moments

I lost you to find 'the one'

And I lost you for you were never to be part of my life

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One can walk in the dark if he has light in his heart.

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Rhythm of your heart,
syncing with mine.
Shining of your eyes,
Looking into mine.
Your song,
Lyrics of mine.
Walking together,
your hand in mine.
Every moment we spent together
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I can't forget,
Rhythm of your heart,
syncing with mine.
Shining of your eyes,
Looking into mine.
Your song,
Lyrics of mine.
Walking together,
your hand in mine.
Every moment we spent together.
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Introduction:

Persistent poverty, under-employment, and malnutrition in some states of X are among the most serious issues.

This article examines the the causes, severity, and effects of these problems. It identifies potential solutions, and considers the implications impact on raw materials, agriculture, internal generated revenue, industries, and transport in respect to how to improves X state economic growth and development.

Context in summary:

Economic development is a policy intervention aiming to improve the well-being of people, it is the expansion of the commercial and financial situation through industrialisation. Economic development can only occurs when there's improve in economic growth.

As the definition entails economic growth deals with an increase in level of output, internal generated revenue, its usually show an increase output and per capita income.

The state or nation development can occur when there is a good internal generated revenue.

What is internal generated revenue and its impact to X state development?

Internal generated revenue is a revenue generated by state from industries , tax and local governments revenues

X state being among the least states with internal generated revenue(IGR) have potentials resources to boost IGR to a higher level.

These can be categories into following categories:

1. Industries
2. SME's
3. Revenue
4. Raw materials.

Note: this is is the summary of the article.

©Mbee Mohammed

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Lethargy Vicious

Impervious to time,
Immersed in vice.
Lost I remain,
Within the boundless mind.

Poisoned by itself,
The voices of reason muted.
I engage the useless,
Whiling away good time.

Unwittingly moulding the self,
Shaping a pitiful character.
The ego, it consumes,
Leaving but a mess.

The rays of hope,
From between the clouds,
Do shine a path,
That leads to heaven.

The inspiration spans not,
For though etched in memories,
Tis but short-lived,
For I am a melancholy self.

I fly among them gods,
If only I could soar among these pawns.
But the coward does not,
For he fears action.

They say life surprises,
They say better is yet to come.
But the change will not come,
While the idling ego remains.

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w h i t e @ n g e l

I have witnessed the
calm beauty of her
on that post rain walk.
she was wearing
the white top only
though the Monsoon
was yet to came.
when we both contacted our eyes
she whispered the
unsaid words through the
deep dark eyes of her,
and I being a beauty hunter
listened her silently.
the moment between us
was being enhanced
with the cold breeze that
nature blows always
after the heavy rain.
Thus the way the white angel
and a beauty hunter
United:)

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Sometimes wounds heals,
But the scar will always remain;
Sometimes past is gone,
But memories still stays;
Sometimes its destroy, But it remould.

I tried to move on,
Don't remind me of a day before,
Don't throw stones at me,
Don't judge me by your words,
The pains is still there in me.

Most time it's not easy,
I think of this piece, my past, the moon, the star
I deserve to be happy
I deserve a second chance
I deserve to try again
I deserve to fight against

I feel guilty just as I am
Whenever i close my eyes,
All I hear is the wisper of echos of yesterday.
Whenever I open my eyes,
All I see, is reflection of who I used to be and who I was.

I don't want to go that way, I'm on a long way down
Someone please rescue me, I'm all on long way down
Someone please save me, I'm haunt by who I used to be
Someone please hold my holds, I'm all alone, my pains are still there

Author's note: The world is filled with idyllic strangers, coming together be become usual whatever, that imperfections is you and I....whenever you're chanced to lay hands on someone's past, do not judge because those days and moments they had no option than what they did. I have my past and so do you. It's not easy neither is it hard. With Love, patience, smile, overlooking and forgiveness we can move the globe again.
© theSimiloluwa✍️

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Tell me …how days go?
And whenever you smile at noon, you will repeat the morning again✨
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The sky is lit by stars in the night
I am straddling near the beach, observing beautiful stars in the sky
The sound of waves, giving calmness to my heart.
My heart is full of sadness, recalling my sad past.
I was deep in my thoughts, memories flowing through my mind...
Your smile used to lit my heart with happiness
I used to see my world in your eyes.
I remember we first met here, on this beach, you appeared like an angel in my life.
We thought of being together, but God has taken you from me
I felt so bad, to know you hide from me about your cancer.
You were at the last stage, the pain you suffered makes my blood boil 😭
I wish i could have suffered all your pain.
You always appeared smiling at me, but you were broken inside
I still hear your melodious voice, which used to lit my heart like stars lit sky in the night.
I remember your last message" take care of yourself, I am always waiting for you".
Your last wish was "I want you to be successful in life and take care of my parents"
Sometimes my mind is full of suicidal thoughts, i want to be with you in heaven.
But my heart said, " you need to live with her memories and fulfil your last wishes".
I will fulfil my promise and will come to meet you soon.
You were the one who would lit my heart and you were the one who used to give me hopes.
I am observing the sky with stars, in which you are one of the stars...
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She is Summer

She is gold , like the sun
of summer and lava of volcanoes :
And all that's best of bright and divvied
Meet in her quadruple soul of flames :
Thus transplanting that fairydust of summers ,
which is eschewed as pelting and monochromatic by many ,

Summer serves us with tangle of seven shades
But half disabled the light-heartedness of summer ,

She reacts to it by fluttering
The gold petals of summer in her soul ,
Her soul is an eternal yet infinitesimal place
For infinite summer days to live innocently :
She is a fecund gold , a jargon of summer ,
A solution and a gesture to Summer's paranoia ,
She is vantage of summer , she is soul of summer
She is a bliss carrying the heart of summer ,
She is summer
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Discrimination is trending these days.
People are abusing and threatening each other on basis of caste, creed, status and race.

There is so much hatred amongst people towards each other.
When we all know, we are from the same mother.

I wonder, where did we all go wrong?
Few say that we learn from the surroundings .
Others say that we learn from our family.
What is the source of this brutality?

Let us rewind our lives
and go back to the times,
when we started observing, reacting and imitating
all that happened around us.

School was the place,
where we spent most hours of our day.
It was the place where we learnt most things.
A place where we saw the world, with our little wings.

It was there, we saw,
teachers being partial,
favouring certain set of kids.

It was there, we saw,
the strong ones being uplifted
and weak being eliminated.

It was there, we were taught,
religions, castes, status and race.
While some always remained,
a hopeless case.

It was there, we started
to observe, create and think.
Behaviour of teachers,
we now started to link.

It was a trend then,
bullying and insulting
the weakers ones.
Remembering into those days,
my heart still burns.

Where, our wings were chopped
and dreams were cropped.

Few were culprits,
many were victims.
Twelve years of school life,
we found no change in the system.

In present, I see the real world,
I find no change.
The strong are still strong,
the weaker ones still being eliminated.

The source of this brutality,
lies in the roots.
For, bitter roots will give you
bitter fruits.

Cause bias will always lead to inequality and injustice.

-Ankita Shah

Authors note: This is written on personal events of past. Please give your honest reviews. Thank you.

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Instigate the enemy , he will clutch on rage .
Instigate the flames, it will turn into wildfire .
Instigate ,the leader he will throw orders .
But instigate the demuring kindness , it will only proliferate and launch the generosity in socitey .
An eclipse is not the result of instigation , it is the shortage of decency you allowed while embracing provokation and not entering in the satiating patterns of poise onslaught .
Look around
Turn around
Roll aside
Fall beside
But true decency cannot be while posturing , its like air which we cannot hold but breathe .
So accept , without any negative impact of instigation my dear .

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Instigate the enemy , he will clutch on rage .
Instigate the flames, it will turn into wildfire .
Instigate ,the leader he will throw orders .
But instigate the demuring kindness , it will only proliferate and launch the generosity in socitey .
An eclipse is not the result of instigation , it is the shortage of decency you allowed while embracing provokation and not entering in the satiating patterns of poise onslaught .
Look around
Turn around
Roll aside
Fall beside
But true decency cannot be caught while posturing , its like the air which we cannot hold but breathe .
So accept , without any negative impact of instigation my dear .

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On a chessboard, black and white knight bleed the same colour.

A bright crimson will drown the mind before it covers the body.

Author's note: this is an edited version of something I have written a long while ago and thought I would share it now since it seems fitting. Frankly I wasn't thinking about racial issues when I wrote it down, it refers to whatever sides that fight in our world.

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Why does this happen?
That people leave us with so much ease,
Breaking up with world before, they make a new one,
Is this a rule of society or just god's wish,
But I swear, every heart is crumbled as they depart..
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l i f e L i f e r

after the middle war
due to the strong shut effects
of the bullet, he fell down on the ground
of their side.

when he opened his eyes he saw
a different view
the soldiers were of not the same as him
when gently asked
the roaming guards about
his unwanted position
Thee said:
you are now under the control of the enemy side.
don't panic or don't try to escape.

what?
he asked for himself.
with a few steps walk,
he reached a dark mountain
that maybe of as old as the earth.

He saw to the crystal clear water drops
and thought of the days he spent
on the lap of his battle soil.

In sudden, with the hidden knife,
he cut down his throat.
the thoughts and the fear both flaw
with the cold water flow:)

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I m in trouble no word to say
what will I do when mom something say,

oh god please help me
give me an idea to save me,

when mom knows
then what will happen
I put my paper under the bed,

my sister come to give the test to mom
what I say when something told mom,

I feel suddenly as a wind stop
and I want to give the order, please time stop,

time is going very slowly slowly
sometimes my heartbeat fast and sometimes slowly,

finally, mom asked where is your test
I told I don't know it takes to rest,

mom says give me otherwise
if I give you and I have no choice,

no mom no please don't tell to dad
I will give you paper and I feel sad,

at that time everything stops
only my mom was killing me nonstop.
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Spring

Would , it will be an ostentatious remark :
that spring is the veil ,
of other seasons....

It's the soothing sensation ,
felt in a remedial procedure.

It's the hedonistic element ,
comprising of blessings and blooming fauna.

It's beauty is purpotedly wide enough ,
to amaze the berating thunders,
to cahoot with the grace of summers ,
to skim beneath the glittery drops of rain ,
to poise with avalanche ,
to tranquilize the panoply of temperatures served by winters .

Spring is
therefore , flamboyant
and swooshing with it , all over .

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I'm affected, I know I'm caught.
In the middle of something like a mire or a thought,
In responsibility on my shoulder & the world beyond
In floating in the sea or dieing in the pond,
In memories eidetic or the one that are long gone,
In floating up to the surface or just letting it drown.

I am affected, I know I'm done
For the decision is to live seriously or just to have fun,
For the decision of living this way or hit an equilibrium,
For decision of appreciating victorious or coming up with triumph.

I know I am affected, I still feel torn.
For want of pleasure or bleeding over thorn,
For rowing against the flood or dead float with the flow,
For being on high of everything or hit the ground so low.

I am affected, I still can't decide.
Keep it on my shoulder or should I lay it aside,
Keep it all inside or scream to the divine,
Keep it up with faith or give up and let my dreams die.

Author's Note: I think I should give this poem a background. Here I am affected means something is messing around with my brain, choices are hard to make and I am trying to work around in this poem what can I really do about it.

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HORIZON
Commingle in a perfect way to be epithet as the"horizon" where the earth meets the sky
Their so called raffish love is heresy for others- their love was somewhat abhor by some and aspersion by others but they(earth and sky) chastened their hate and jealousy with their mettlesome love, with no fetter attached to them.
They have anticlimax as they seem to be together forever but are far apart.
This is just a panegyric to their endless, inseparable love.....
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