Biography of Somia Race
I have studied from lahore..high school wid maths and later IT and dan graduated in journalism and stats..Did job in marketing in dubai and many interesting fields like real estate and tourism..looking forward to become a fashion designer as studying fashion design from uae..
These poems r my simple feelings expressed at certain times..thnx for appreciating! !
Somia Race's Works:
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Somia Race Poems
Distances making me go crazy assemblng moments without u Moments making me mad Going ur way but attempt of suicide
Will To Survive! !
Lack of intimacy Lack of courage To all fugitive ends There's a will to survive
sitting on da bank of river watching waves on n on can u come wid me?
Winky Winky! !
Winky winky Quickly to another phase Writting sum lyrics Lyrics of his combat to me
Crazy Crush! !
Wht a crazy crush I know u can't b mine Nor I can b urs We never mingled the love
A Ray Of Light! !
A Ray of Light I opend up window in the moon light Moonfairy shining bright Giving up a ray of light
Love N War! !
Peace n shine trembling my joy Love shines when it comes to u It trembles when it comes to me It jokes when it goes to others
Catwalk On the ramp There's a silk gowwn flowing thru neck to legs Wht a shiny glitter in her eyes
Come To Me!
Com to me I tell u how many centuries I hav lived The lifes troubling so far Come to me
I Miss U!
Running After u again n again Hoping to find u soon Looking at lights Hoping they shine with urswEet smell
Salty Water! !
Salty water Taste buds sucking My mind fucking Leave it behind
Guilt Of My Life! !
Guilt of my life Its all in vain All bullshits turnd to b my guilt Unsung songs
All The Music Was Stopped! !
All da music was stopped Brought hour to halt Spookiness prevailed everywhere Ghosts moving here n there
Drum Beat! !
Drum drum how many beats do u have? Mystic collaborated synchronized All in recycling givng birth to new agenda Com honey grab the beat
An Another Day!
O shiny day, O bright day
Till I b devastated what a glam day
Its just matter of time
With a coffee in hand
And wooden sticks to wrap my way
But wht a foolish thing
Wht a burnt castle it is
Tieng up da wooden stick