Ibn Ali Poems

My mind is the graveyard of innocence,
If you only knew the thoughts that plague me,
Cut me, bone deep
Then bathe me
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Come sleep,
Come sweet, silent euthanasia,
Today I bore my burden
And I was graceless,
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There's something fundamentally broken
Hoardes of fatherless children
Raised by bitter mothers
Told half a story
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Come home, come home
If it's a kiss you seek then take my lips from me
If it's love then
You're looking for your glasses
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He still rumbles
That flame long swayed and flickered in the wind
Now the smoke rises from the wick
And I love him
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To every one I love
Maybe I've the symptoms of being an only child
All my mother's love
And the crown of my father's pride
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If I should pass you on some busy street
On some sunny day
On somebody's arm
I'd walk past
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I grew up in a maze of bricks
And never knew the Sunflower's pride
I knew mortar
Graffitied walls
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Nocturnal me
Drawn blinds
Whispers scream in the absence of life
I've survived what the rest succumbed to
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Kindo told me
'trust is good: but control is better'
I trust the beast but keep the leash
He may be friendly but keep him tethered
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