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What's the reason I'm here?
In this dreadful world of fear,
Where people close their mind, lest they fall,
Why can't they see those who stand tall?
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Every day, there are things I say
Every night, there are dreams I play
Every dawn, there in silence I pray
Every dusk, there are fears I fray.
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Brought froM a store brand new
me was inside mY packet blue
which Someone tore in shreds a few
these man-iacs are savages me knew.
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He dragged me with him all the way,
and held my hand meticulously to make me stay,
and to appear like he has forgotten that he will never be alone,
but I knew that my place was his house, and his my home.
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I like to write poems, like everyone else,
but what should i call it, is the thought which dwells,
in my imbecile inside, who dared to write,
but can't give it a title now, am I a hypocrite?
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I once perceived a girl striding a sidewalk
She was naive, but had a vigor in her walk
For she was in haste, just like running
I don't know how it happened, but she was cunning.
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I realized where would watch wade me,
If I believed just saying 'I'll not give up' will make me,
Who am I? I‘ve achieved nothing yet,
But I know God has bigger plans for me to be met.
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Man created borders
Scarred the earth with lines
The earth did bleed crimson
But he said its fine
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I do not know what it is
that wants me to go back in past
there are surely some things I miss
and the memories won't forever last.
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teal sky Biography

I don't know why i end up writing something at the end of the day when i plan not to.i guess it is to fill that inner void.i write for myself. i can relate myself to these lines of Francis Duggan- 'An old fashioned rhymer I will be until the reaper take me though I hope my lust for penning rhyme it never will forsake me And I don't mind if I am seen as an old fashioned rhymer A man with a passion for rhyme an out of date old timer. ' that's all i have to say, for now.)

The Best Poem Of teal sky

Death~a Fear Or A Chance To Outlive?

What's the reason I'm here?
In this dreadful world of fear,
Where people close their mind, lest they fall,
Why can't they see those who stand tall?

Why are they behind a life they can never live?
Neither they'll leave a mark, nor they'll give,
Something they ought to, but never will,
But'll give up mountain, if they fail the hill.

What's life to them? Who they want to be?
Why can't they look inside? Why can't they see?
And why do they overlook their original 'me'?
How could they earn pearls, if they fear the sea?

Why do they fear being rebel or misfit?
Why do they walk with crowd, and then knit,
Desires for what others want to meet,
Why can't they feel themselves a bit?

Those who're crazy enough to think
that they can change the world and don't sink.
In the river of fear where others drink
the poison of being always in the pink.

Stand up today, fear not eating dust,
There might be loss, but you must
Know that winning requires a beginning first,
It's your life, and your just.

Coming back from where I started,
Who lives on? And who gets departed?
Want to live in one piece, then fear not getting parted,
One day or another, we'll all get aborted.
But there are some, who manage to live,
because death for them is a chance to outlive…
because death for them is a chance to outlive…

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Wahab Abdul 08 April 2012

fantastic are your poems more fantastic to read your biography, , , , , it is a poetry itself.....i like it.....

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