Biography of maryam kazmi
i wish to be a writer, specifically a poet.
i love poems, and reading books.
poetry and stories are my strong point.
my other hobbies are drawing, being creative or just watching a bit of T.V.
'yesterday was history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift'
maryam kazmi Poems
Inside My Happiness
Inside my happiness, there is nothing But happiness for me Inside my happiness, the colours are
Happiness Happiness uplifts you Happiness fills your heart, your mind, and your soul
One song can spark a moment One flower can wake a dream One tree can start a forest One bird can herald spring
Just Can'T Help Being Different
They say that everyone Is different And unique in every way
Colors Of The Rainbow
Red is the leader and is first in line he knows when to appear always on time!
As You Travel Through Life
As you travel through life there will Always be times, when decisions Just have to be made, When choices are hard, solutions
Atmosphere Of Nature
The field is green The sky is blue The sun is shining, I feel so new
Circle Of Life
There is a tale I have to tell About a man who lost his heart, and gave up his life as well! The one who loves this way, can he die? Even if death takes him away? Come hear this fable today! ! !
A Pause In Life
Life is but a stopping place A pause in what’s meant to be A resting place along the road To sweet eternity
I Killed Her
I took everything out I could never forget what happened deep down i knew it came back to me
The World Needs...
A little more kindness and a little less creed A little more giving and a little less greed A little more smile and a little less frown A little less kicking a man when he’s down
The gift of true kindness and humanity Is that it takes us by the hand And reminds us the people As a whole and the condition
Happiness Is The Color Of The World
i feel like a bird flying high amongst the clouds in the sky im finally free as free as the sea
A hug is worth a thousand words A friend is worth more She is someone who helps me When I’m feeling low and sore
She was there for me
I was there for her
We both loved each other
As I woke up, the sun
Shone through the window
And there stood my only