Mahfooz Ali

Rookie - 56 Points (28 October / Lucknow (U.P.) India)

Mahfooz Ali Poems

1. Innate Child 5/30/2006
2. Shattered Heart 5/30/2006
3. Deprived 6/1/2006
4. The Futile Flame 6/6/2006
5. Childhood 6/6/2006
6. My Room 6/12/2006
7. Shoes 6/12/2006
8. To My Sister 'Glory'. 6/16/2006
9. Where Does The Sun Go At Night? 6/20/2006
10. The Girl 6/20/2006
11. My Dog, Jango 6/21/2006
12. Monkey 6/21/2006
13. Treached 6/21/2006
14. People Says Economics Is Boring.... 7/17/2006
15. Fatherless Son 7/20/2006
16. Mother... 7/20/2006
17. Waiting For My Father 7/20/2006
18. Train Of Thoughts 7/23/2006
19. Could Be Complete.. For My Mother..... 8/24/2006
20. Your Home 8/27/2006
21. Poetic Feelings 10/1/2006
22. Leaf 11/2/2006
23. Loneliness 11/2/2006
24. Thoughts 11/7/2006
25. My Wishes 11/14/2006
26. Terrorism Shocks India 11/14/2006
27. Basis Of Life 11/16/2006
28. Crows 11/20/2006
29. Writer's Woes 11/21/2006
30. Until Then........ 12/29/2006
31. Saddam Hussain 12/30/2006
32. Let Me Sleep 2/8/2007
33. Close My Eyes 2/8/2007
34. Lost Love 2/12/2007
35. When I Met My Beloved For The First Time. 3/10/2007
36. Until The Very End.................. 3/13/2007
37. When I Am Gone 3/14/2007
38. To You Right Now. 3/17/2007
39. Rage 3/19/2007
40. Why Me? 3/19/2007
Best Poem of Mahfooz Ali

I Love My Family So Much.

To be apart of a family like mine
is so divine
where love is shown
hurt is shared
our love for each other is never impaired

we talk
we laugh
we cry
but we are a family
and we do it all together
for as a family
we do it all as one

you hurt one
you hurt all
and as a family unit
we will all stand tall
for we are family
a family full of strength
a family full of love
a family no one can touch
that, s why I love my family so much.

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A Mother's Love

A mother's love is something that never ends
It's not a matter of who or when.
A mothers love is always there
From the womb through to the rocking chair.
Even when she's gone,
She never leaves you alone.
It's something warm and fuzzy on a cold winters night.
It's something you usually take for granted since it feels so right.
A mother's love is something that can't be bought

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