Treasure of life is Life itself.

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I was brought up believing

That life is what I make of it

Yet distractions are part of it too

Despite many examples, still confused I was

The definition of life is life itself.


I was told to stay

Stay in the group and pursue life

Forgetting life is an individual entity

Pursued with a strong heart, mind and a determined soul

Until today I was, was moved by such belief

Yet I needed to see more


It was believed, a system we lived in 30 years ago

Was the strongest path to have followed until then

We couldn’t step on ourselves, crowded in stream

Latter than I thought, I figured, it was all a lie

One’s life isn’t of the other

Every soul needs a different life


Before I stood back and reflect

I couldn’t see the dawn

Time had gone with regrets of choices

That I had enough time to make

Time that I lost following the shadows

That only existed during the day


I had hope

I have hope

And I will still keep my hopes positively

Seeing it differently is a motive

Education is a path

That the crowd fails to praise

An escape route that we all cant dare to try

A success island that we all wish to jump in

And a creative fantasy that we all wish to have

Its freedom we seek,

To free ourselves from ourselves

Is to take a different look within ourselves



Written by Felix Massinda

Live wisely.

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Saving a your words purposely means a lot than splitting them around worthlessly! 

Life is a path we all take towards directions of our choice, never judge members of the same family within the same boundaries, even identical twins will always have different path.

Learning to accept our failure is one step ahead to success rather than wasting time arguing to clean the mistakes! At some point in time every one will fail at something and then it will be your choice to either give up or keep moving forward.

You will meet a lot of objections and criticism, many will shadow walk you towards your dream while backbitting your life on the other hand!

Learn to stay calm and be yourself!
Written by Felix Massinda

Don’t Quit

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When things go wrong as they sometimes will,

When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,

When funds are low and the debts are high,

And you want to smile, but you have to sigh.

When care is pressing you down a bit.


Rest, if you must, but don’t you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns

As every one of us sometimes learns.

And many failure turns about

When he might have won had he stuck it out


Don’t give up though the pace seems slow

You may succeed with another blow.

Success is failure turned inside out

The silver tint of the clouds of doubt.


And you never can tell how close you are.

It may be near when it seems so far

So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit

It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.

Written by a Poet |  Hafifa Bahfif

Weep No More

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I hear you cry

Tears of pain

Sharp pain, sharper than blade

I know what you cry for,

You weep for your dreams

Drowned by failure

You weep for your self esteem

Clouded by fear

You weep for your potential,

Swallowed by you insecurity

You weep for the real you

Influenced by bad friends

And for your talents

Bombed by misuse of time

You weep for you dignity

Polluted by your own misbehavior


Weep no more, as it is not salvation to you

Weeping does not take back the hands of time

I hear you weep, I hear you pray

Every drop of tears,

Now be at peace, be calm

I bring relief of your sorrow

Wipe and stand up, move on

And turn back never

For I forgive you my flower


Weep never, loose your energy never

Light your candle, pour your drink

Share you happiness,you are new again

Feel my touch of strength

Like a butterfly, fly with my energy

Fly higher than you never did

Fly over the highest mountains

Are you awake? If you know you are

You will never weep again


Written by a Poet | Hafifa Bahfif

Stand Tall

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Breathing, looking, feeling and walking
Deciding, choosing, living and talking
Just like a developing child; an adolescent learning
Just like an endless beginning a genuine yearning

Independent, supported or alone
Beg, borrow, or maybe one day I’ll even own
There is definitely a light and it is calling me
Close my eyes spread my wings and I will fly free

No more shame, pretend, cheap smiles and lies
No more ifs, buts, maybes or whys?
Who are you? What do you want? How do you sleep?
I know now I am not your possession to abuse and keep

You were right, it’s dramatic, and all for show
But it was you in the lead role, so desperate to grow
Like a parasite you tried to consume and destroy my life
Like a human being I tried to be your partner, friend and wife

Go back to where you came from; it is what you do best
Go back to being nothing,; an annoying little pest
And when you get there be sure look up high
Can you see me beaming brightly, lighting up the sky

Each night I am reminded that you are evil, selfish and vile
Each night I am reminded how lucky I am, blessed and smile
You should see them now you’ve gone; happy, confident and born again
All their own work, they erased you and survived any pain

It was much easier than I thought; you can’t miss what was never there
But unlike you, I did feel true love, I wanted to grow, experience and share
What a waste, a pointless thought and an unwanted gift
All you saw was credibility, an excuse and blame to shift

It is getting closer, that beautiful light calling me
Close my eyes spread my wings and I am flying free
It’s over, just give up and please let us be
Never again imprisoned, now and forever I’m holding the key

Your self-pity and fairy tales fall on deaf ears
Your stories and lies create no sympathy tears
One by one everyone is hearing the truth
T.R.U.T.H. comes with real evidence and proof

I swear this is the final night you will give me no sleep
There’s no master plan or cunning revenge for me to reap
You are a lonely little man, idiot, bully, gambling fool
You’ve lost again; tough guy but I’ve got it all
Do you feel small?
Pathetic and cruel
Down, down you fall
At last I am standing tall
…We’ve got it all

Written by a Poet | Hafifa Bahfif

The Beauty of Your Heart



I stretch my hands at a distance

Hoping to reach your hand

I look at you from a distance

Hoping to catch your beauty

I let my heart open

For you to require no code

Looking at you before I sleep

Waking up next to you

Dream about you when I am with you

Peace with you is a life I need to live with you


So many things might have come along

Shaking the walls of our love

Destroy the colors of the heart

Kills the light we have built for years

I won’t let that happen

I belong to you


I am yours even when the world turns black

Won’t matter a bit if you take all of me

Because alone I am incomplete

The part of me that needs your presence

Is bigger than I expected

You have concurred my heart

With the beauty of your smile

Tender care and beauty heart

I am yours


I would stand in a crowd

With your love, I shall still

Manifesting it all

Shy shall never prevent me

For all strength I have come from you

I shall always be grateful


Together we are composed

Within ourselves we fit every bit

The loudness of the world becomes our strength

And the waves of all shall set us a way

Attached hearts we are

Inseparable we are

Within the love we shine

Forever is our life

For a family we are strong

For eternity we are one.

Written by Felix Massinda

A better Tomorrow

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I wouldn’t be here if I had not moved

It doesn’t matter how fast or slow

Catching up with my dreams is what keeps me strong

Every days has it edge

Challenges are what makes it interesting

And winning is what keeps us going

Never stop or give up

Tomorrow will always be different

Have heart, stay strong.


Written by Felix Massinda

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