kassem oude

Gold Star - 9,432 Points (1955 / Lebanon)

Alas - Poem by kassem oude

Of heart and bosom I make
And of arms tender cradle
Many nights I pass awake
I must face a lot hurdles

Early arrive to vineyard
Still in work till sunset
To gain money it's so hard
From forehead flooding sweat

Barely satiate my little needs
My children I delegate
To capital for they read
Graduations I celebrate

I trust them to live away
See them every two weeks
Soul for them I would slay
For good deeds am not weak

All my income I do pay
I sell also my dear lands
Some are greedy like a bay
Accuse me of closed hands.

Saturday 7 June 2014


Comments about Alas by kassem oude

  • Freshman - 511 Points Christian Hudak (6/7/2014 3:37:00 PM)

    great poem! ! ! very well written (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 7, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, June 7, 2014


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