Zanjabeel Almahdawi

(Nov 3o 1995 / Tripoli, Libya)

Harsh Landing


Regret n fears
Moving on with tears

Getting severe
Then, drinking beer

A tragedy by Shakespeare
Getting far then near

Feelings I sheer
Stabbed with a spear

Some lies I hear
It's me they jeer

With those landing gears
Thru the window I peer

Praying my life will veer
As I land here.

Submitted: Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013

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  • Ayah Almassri (7/31/2013 8:35:00 AM)

    Awesome Awesome.......I like it..And i want to say (Ms Zanjabeel Almahdawi) is one of my favorite and great friends, writer, and wonderful teacher for me and i’m proud of her...and for ninety consecutive days of teaching education and hard work she had created students friends and sisters at the same time.....thank you...and may Allah bless you. (Report) Reply

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