Ali Hussain Poems

'Can' you tell what is mother and her form?
Who reminds you doing thing's when you are wrong, , ,
Mother is the candle who burn herself;
to light our life
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I, hope that you will try,
I hope that you will not cry,
I hope that, you will 'love' me, ,
in the time when i m not there, ,
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Sorry! that i loved you, without your permision;
Sorry! that i looked you, that let me to love you;
Sorry! that i disturb you by telling something wrong;
Sorry! that i gave pain that you'r not found;
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What is it with love?
that make me; then breaks me?
When i love?
Do i truly love?
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A love is a music you can hear it;
A love is a sweet smell you can smell it;
It is a hot food you can taste it;
BUT
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'Oh' God hear my voice is women, , become a playing toy, , ,
How innocent is women she comes in the words of greedy men, , ,
She ignore and ignore seeing what he does, , , thinking that men's to be trust, , , , ,
at the end what she gain leaving her, , ,
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I remember the day when we met in the class, which was at net as shine glass...

I remember the day when you looked at me and i too, ,
for which i say sorry for the mistakes i do
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