A Valentines Poem “Colour Me Wild”
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A Valentines Poem from my collection for the forthcoming book.
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BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here
Keithian - Pillow Talk (audio)
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Scotland The Brave, India The Bold
The Snake Charmer, Scotland the brave Bagpipes in a punjabi version . Bringing together two different worlds of music from Scotland and India that is fueled by the same fire. When Scotland the brave meets India the bold, This musical fusion mix between scottish celtic music and punjabi music is an ode to several similarities between the people of Scotland and that of India.
BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here
Keithian - Pillow Talk (audio)
Landing Page: https://fanlink.to/Keithian IG: https://www.instagram.com/ikeithian/ TWITTER: https://twitter.com/keithian FACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/Keithian YOUTUBE: https://youtu.be/8XaGTqGfIC4 SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/artist/7hoU0... APPLE MUSIC: https://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/ke... SOUND CLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/keithian
Scotland The Brave, India The Bold
The Snake Charmer, Scotland the brave Bagpipes in a punjabi version . Bringing together two different worlds of music from Scotland and India that is fueled by the same fire. When Scotland the brave meets India the bold, This musical fusion mix between scottish celtic music and punjabi music is an ode to several similarities between the people of Scotland and that of India.