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Aristotle is one of the greatest students of Plato,Aristotle made a name for himself as a renowned Greek Philosopher.
Aristotle was born in 384BC in Stagirus,a colony on the coast of Thrace in Northern Greece.His Fther Nicomachus,was...
I am lost cast away to dreams
by the hammock of wonder,
my soul sleeps yonder,
wondering of the peace that
know abases the hoarseness
of my heart
and my spirit becomes Eden
sunlight swims in it like a garden,
the water, nurtures it
and...
I reached for my cheeks
and I reach for something more
beyond the wilderness,
a smile that cuddled me
visits my heart in
the truth of light
where happiness knows no bounds
With my head upon your lap,
I can hear the songs of the hail
and...
My mind allows the power of question
and my heart does it befriends,
romping in the fields of life,
the question brightens with strength,
but neither the pendaciousness
of mentality nor the mortality of theories
can overshadow this gem
of a...
She smashed my heart to pieces
that's why she's my splinter queen,
let my heart in smitherenes
till my soul moan to infinity,
and destiny shed tears
for its unfortunate son
I faded when she said
those sinister words
my heart vanished,
I...
My mind trails from an impervious nostalgia
and now the relaxation of my days
are haunted by a sleepless menace,
the ghoul of insomnia,
and my heart shriek deeply
of all its wounds,
a sore of defeat,
a sore of dejection,
my happiness was...
Wow! on this page,
I first met her,
where my heart was wedded by happiness,
look how it outshone the sun,
it could have been a luminary body
for the universe,
see how it was set free,
reborn with the wings of excitement,
it beat like...
Come into my arms,
and you know that love has made you strong,
then arms that wrap me around,
cover you from the world's unfriendly winter;
or hail or snow
come into my arms,
and realise that you are far
away from the world,
hear my...
I know that lips that kiss
and their yours,
the honey my heart
found embedded with happiness
in the hive of destiny
Even the bees of turmoil
make way for your royalty,
the queen named sweet
If I had known nectar
of rose to swim and...
When she walks,
the lightning bows down,
the thunder sleeps eternally
and my heart beats
strongly like the roar of a lion
Since she was the tempest
in my eyes,
she has sprinkled cherries
upon my days,
which are now a sundae of...
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