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Isaac Anneleng Poems
The world felt cold, Yet we were not sold. Who won’t survive? And who did it all?
Very little but viral Hard on the brain and soft on the spot Seems like struggle will not leave Neither is pain prepared to leave with its toll
Till We Meet Again
The wind blew its wings Sending lines into maniac shiver To the one my heart cherish Through my words my heart spoke
Wıll She Be My Fairy
I saw her walking down the street Beauty written all over her face Rocks trembled in awe And birds bowed in admiration
Sense of dishonour
So long to remember A story not to be a member off What's the reason of fighting If the war is already through
Comments about Isaac Anneleng
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
The world felt cold,
Yet we were not sold.
Who won’t survive?
And who did it all?
Our actions followed us,
And outclassed us,
But because we can,
the choice stood.
Will we survive because we can?
Or our minds fail it,
Comprehending the vastness of our acts
The power of choice still differentiated us.
And made us to learn how to be brave and face our problems.
The choice will vouch for us.
Gracious and great.