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There Is A Reason For The Season Before We Get Into The Holiday Spirit This Year, Read The Poem, That Will Inspired Each And Every One Of Us, What Will Be The True Meaning Of This Upcoming Day Beginning Tomorrow, Co Written With @nvmwendy https://www.instagram.com/p/CJKzsuFAKHP/?igshid=1oqpzp66nnuzf

It's Hard To Say Goodbye Poem Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala’s Poems™ | STN® Poetry™ RyanNgalasPoems.Blogspot.com | STNPoetry.Blogspot.com It’s hard to say goodbye, To all the friends that you love, They live around the world, Like even Africa or America as well. I hope to see them soon, So our friendship continues to bloom, I hope you’ll stay in touch in tune. In my heart there's always room, I could even begin to start to cry, Because It’s so hard to say goodbye. Copyright © 2008 - 2020 Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™. All Rights Reserved. https://www.instagram.com/p/BtefoqnAeFB/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=cwp5p58xj031

2 Many People Poem Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™ I See Many People, On the bus, As it gets too crowded, Who wants to excuse you? Or you are just trying to get pass, Like there’s no way out of here, As you walk out of that door, It’s like if some people, Just don’t even hear you anymore. Copyright © 2008 - 2020 Ryan Ngala's Poems™ & STN® Poetry™. All Rights Reserved. (at New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/Btee_yRAIS6/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=10wf2xeg7sil0

Beautiful Poem Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™ RyanNgalasPoemsOfficial.Blogspot.com | STNPoetryOfficial.Blogspot.com There's no other word, To describe your perfection, You dress to impress, For all the boys who stare at ya. I like the way you look, Now go strike a picture, That you just took, To put it as a profile picture on Facebook. Them diva haters will be hating, Cause they ain't styling as hard as you, You have a passion for fashion, In every aspect of your creativity right in front of you. You look like one of them fashion models, Who styles on project runway, And keep on stunning with them shades on, All day long. So keep on balling, Keep stunning in anyway that you like, Them boys can take a hike, By the way you look so incredible for the type of style you wear, As for the haters who just don't care. So go get yourself, A Louis Vuitton, Gucci, Prada, Dolce & Cabana, And a couple of Chanel bags, Because to me. You are the most prettiest, Beautiful girl, Just the way you are, On the outside of your inner beauty. Copyright © 2008 - 2020 Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™. All Rights Reserved. (at New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bted99SgLBb/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=80ren1m7oh5s

Graduation Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By Ms. Diana Cruz & Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™ RyanNgalasPoemsOfficial.Blogspot.com | STNPoetryOfficial.Blogspot.com It’s a glorious morning, And a special event, Students looking their best, As if heaven sent. They start their goodbyes, As well as their hello’s, To the past and the present, As their future's unroll. They’re awarded with, Smiles and cheers, Out of control, The previous year’s memories, Bring the tears that start to roll. The tears you said, You wouldn’t cry, When you got to this moment, But with all the joy it brings, You just have to own it. Despite all the haters, Who said you couldn’t do it, You didn’t get mad but said, You would just have to prove it. You look out and see the ones you care for, By your side, Proud of what you’ve accomplished, It was always inside. Your God given talent, Found it's way to shine through, It was with the help of God, And the power invested in you. You never gave up, Or sat still, Now you’re, Accepting gifts of, Love and bills. All of your hard work, Your drive and desire, Got you to this point, Where the spark is the fire. You’re on the right path, Not your final destination, But a road to success, Because you furthered your education. So go climb that ladder, Without no hesitation, Cause you made it, To your Graduation!!! (at New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/Btec2tTgEoX/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1cg909oxi1a7a

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Trinity Church Harlem Poem | Ryan Ngala

Trinity Church Harlem

Poem

Edited, Recited, Typed & Written

By

Mr. Ryan Ngala

Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™

RyanNgalasPoems.Blogspot.com | STNPoetry.Blogspot.com

It's a beautiful sunny day,

To start on a fabulous Sunday,

Where in the heart of Harlem,

Lies what's in beneath the center of a local school located in 122nd Street,

Between Lenox Avenue & Adam Clayton Powell Jr. Blvd.

The old church between 130th & 131st Street,

Gets destroyed by a bomb cyclone,

But I guess the storm wouldn’t leave the building alone,

It just left danger and destruction inside along with it.

Where there are no rules allowed,

Only just to love and praise for the person who created you to become,

I guess there is no one else greater,

Then the one and only Jesus Christ our Lord and savior.

Where the congregation of people,

From all ages above,

Who styles in their fabulous but gorgeous good looking clothes,

Who loves the Lord for who he is in the Holy Bible.

From bible verses for which they will start to scroll,

As they start to sing all day long,

They gives their tithes unto the Lord,

For which is better to give than to receive ten percent for what all you guys really earned.

This named of this church has been known all around the world,

So that Pastors can preach to the people of the congregation of God's word,

From scriptures of the bible to let their voices be heard,

They wouldn't known if it witness it's power unto the Lord.

This is the church that I love so very much,

As it show so much diversity within the community,

It doesn’t matter where you are or what you are coming from,

But just to let them know that this church home is where You will always Belong.

Stop The Violence Poem | Ryan Ngala

Stop The Violence

Edited, Recited, Typed & Written

By

Mr. Ryan Ngala

Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™

Don't snuff out my light,

Before it has a chance to shine bright.

Beat the Odds,

Not your child,

Girl or boy friend,

To be your own partner.

Violence Is,

Not an Option,

Non-Violence is just a lifestyle.

I want to hear laughter,

Not gunfire,

Put Play back in Playgrounds,

Cruel WORDS can hurt too as well.

Hit the Lottery,

Not a child,

Reach for a Peaceful Resolution,

Not a Weapon.

Let My Life Be Elevated,

Not Eradicated,

I want to THRIVE in my neighborhood,

Not just SURVIVE in my neighborhood.

Let my parents plan my life,

Not my funeral,

As a young adult,

Cry at my Graduation,

Cry at my Prom,

Cry at my Wedding,

Just don't cry at my funeral.

National Anthem Protest Poem | @ryanngala | @ryanngalaspoemsofficial (at Manhattan, New York)

The Fat Cat Poem | @ryanngala | @ryanngalaspoemsofficial (at Manhattan, New York)

Stop The Violence Poem | @ryanngala | @ryanngalaspoemsofficial (at Manhattan, New York)

Summer Time Poem | @ryanngala (at New York, New York)

Mr. Barack Obama: The 44th President Of The United States Of America Poem | @ryanngala (at New York, New York)

Police In The Community Poem | @ryanngala By Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry RyanNgalasPoems.Tumblr.com | STNPoetry.Tumblr.com In the streets, Where I live, I see police officers everywhere, They see people selling drugs even. When the city is in economic trouble, They see crime, they see violence, In the community, The officers are protecting and saving the city from violence crime and illicit drugs. Copyright © 2008 - 2020 Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™. All Rights Reserved. (at New York, New York)

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