What if the world don't
recognize poetry,
or poetry is banned in
my country?
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Tell me my sweetheart
When coldness embrace the earth
Is love a daffodils that is fresh in our winter?
Why does it whither in the hot summer?
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The world lies on the bed of hatred
Her head on a pillow of war
Blanket with misery
Sleeping of terror
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Sorry! Little soul
for you're denied world's stay
When in the wicked womb you're yet to grow
unwanted pregnancy'your source say
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God is a poet! Greatness in imagination.
God is a poet! Mighty in inspiration.
God is a poet!
He inks my paper with undiluted rhyming verse.
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Poets are few
But the pens are plenty Is like the world is running to his end
With no minute and hour paused to rest
Running as if to fulfil long-told revelation
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Allow me in, into your eden
You the angel from my country beyond
Long I stood out-door of thy eden
Beaten black by the sun of my land
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