Annie Ali Poems

An un-treaded path
Ends into a soulless shore
A reverie dwelling on unconscious abyss
Lying on the cerebral floor of the ocean
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In the Pyramids of my thwarted being
Doors are melting out of form
So as ladders turning ablaze
Receptacle of fate carrying only a dorm
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I see myself
standing on the edge of eternity
pledging for the absolute truth
Not of the whole
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She was delicate, sublime and subdued
Believing in the power of pray
Dreaming, to be kept and cared
Like the sea holds the coral
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A life un-lead
A wish undone
Got caught while leaving silently
From the hollow eyes
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Should I tell you
All my belongings rest in the heart of the sea
The old Mystic Sea is the keeper of all my treasures
and my Secrets-prone life
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With desires kneaded in pain
Reveries cooked in salty water of tears
They tied the knot of their untiring lives
Into the hurt-scented cloth of hope
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A desiring heart connects to an indifferent soul
In a ruthless binding of their own
Living in a house made of flesh and bones
visited often by hieghts and falls
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An Ordinary Day
Opened with a ray
Secretly entered from the side of my pillow
Falling like raindrops on the pane of my coscious
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The hidden hand is out of veil
How rigorously working around the street
My men women and children
I m saving upon your feet
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