Buyunde Acura Sylivester

Rookie - 6 Points (8/10/1990 - Date / Kenya, Western province)

Buyunde Acura Sylivester Poems

1. Home 9/17/2012
2. Christmas; Heart Of The Year 3/12/2013
3. All You Did For; 'Thank You' (Ii) 12/20/2012
4. Foe Of All Fall 12/20/2012
5. Walked In The Night 3/4/2013
6. I Feel Wow! 3/9/2013
7. He's A Man Of Both 3/10/2013
8. Six Minus Five 3/10/2013
9. My Love: I Know You 3/10/2013
10. A Blister Of Fate 8/2/2012
11. Price Tags Of Wishes 8/2/2012
12. Ricochets Within Shuffles 8/3/2012
13. A Good Sermon 8/3/2012
14. All For You 8/28/2012
15. Commitment Of Guilt 9/2/2012
16. James! Of Four! 9/17/2012
17. Sylvester 3/23/2013
18. Heart Transplant 3/24/2013
19. Speech Of Fairness Democracy 3/24/2013
20. Philosophy Of His Majesty! 3/28/2013
21. Choose Your Hobby Wisely 3/30/2013
22. Your Name, My Poetry 4/8/2013
23. Great Prints 4/8/2013
24. Where You Are 8/23/2013
25. Lily Of The Valley 8/30/2013
26. I Want To Cry 9/2/2013
27. Prayer Time 9/4/2013
28. Pale Floaty Lilies 9/4/2013
29. Day After Tomorrow 4/8/2013
30. Shadows Had No Mercy 4/12/2014
31. Days Of Toto Zuri 9/18/2012
32. Missing My Home 9/19/2012
33. Sincerity Prayer 9/21/2012
34. Solitude Of Fame 9/22/2012
35. A Day Of More Nights 10/25/2012
36. For Happiness, Wait! 11/27/2012
37. Just A Smile 11/27/2012
38. I Understood 11/28/2012
39. Far From Reality 11/29/2012
40. All You Did For; 'Thank You' (I) 11/29/2012
Best Poem of Buyunde Acura Sylivester

Home

Home alone,
A place to be on,
Where to find me on phone,
I'll be seated by the stone.

Home for long,
A place to go strong,
Where to find me without wrong,
I'll be waiting a knock at door gong.

Home for good,
A place to get food,
Where to find no trace of rude,
I'll be relaxed to manage my mood.

Home my home,
A place to avoid life storm,
Where smiles 're always worm,
I'll be chatting with brother Tom.

Home my fame,
A place to hold my name,
Where my title find its stem,
I'll be standing to rub my ...

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Commitment Of Guilt

This is my diary, of what I'd done,
A moment of sorry, for this one,
Mistake I'd to learn, the whole in a story;
leaving you alone, in a city of no ivory,
I mean sorry darlin'.

Hear the siren, of a falling heart,
Stay and listen, how much it was hurt,
Carefully be on alart, to count eleven,

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