Abdul Rahman Poems

Best poets are always divine,
Even in utter dark they shine.
For them life is a flourished olden art
In which they always want to become a part.
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Blessed the life just to breathe;
Decried to be an orphan
But made as mild as saffron.
Restraint to respite, to rove and to soothe
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'Hail the Truths' though the highs prevails the pot.
The Sky shows nothing but the dreamers open their eyes
With whispers rising; for a few, this World won't be nice.
Powers make the dust shine and the history repeats here,
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Desire occurs when the blood flows,
Confusion, chaos everything slows.

Where the Demon’s World sees a white
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There is the Coffin! There is the Coffin!
Heading towards the grave,
Lifting it would be the act of brave.
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There exits no World without Water,
But a girl often cries for no big matter.

When her man comes close and asks why?
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Born with a curse, beginning with a cry,
Left the Heaven for this World to try
And to inundate their lives with joys and love,
Do any magic verses could cure them and how?
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