Those voices in my head, The ones I told you about, The ones that took your stead, The ones that filled me with
Swim with me tonight until we get to the deepest part of this ocean. When we get to the deepest part of this ocean,
You that rejoices over another’s downfall, You that prays for another’s ill-luck, You that loves them not, but hates them all, You that does
The nights are farfetched and eerie, Stars never appear and I’m teary, Christmas is here and bells chime, Everyone misses you time after time.
That Christmas, I’ll never forget Every time I remember it, I fret I have lost a thing too many Each of them worth than
And I always thought we were meant for ourselves, I always think our future will read the same line of intimacy, I always
If I were Santa, these are what I’d do: Dump silly gifts that were given to you, Deliver some things outside your door, Things
Christmas is upon us and the prices of goods and services, I’m afraid, are getting higher. There have been no cheap food for a while.
By: Author Enobong Ukpabio Heart break, You gave me continuous eye looks Always running round just To be noticed by me, You gave me
Before the quake, Flowers could speak; Blooming with smiles on their faces, Their leaves danced, In rhyming rhythm of the melodious wind. Before