fathima wasti

ive always wondered how sucess felt?
iasked god when in his precense i knelt.
was it as sweet as the sugarcane?
was it as good as the smell of the rain?
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my greatest fear is to fail,
through this life as i sail.
i want my ship to flow through life,
to achieve what i want to strife.
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like a rose in its full bloom
like the bright night of a full moon,
like grass with tiny dew drops,
like the harvest of the maize crops,
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some live for them,
some are ready to die.
some can speak about them,
while some are shy.
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my view is still no movement flows,
my life is still, a feeling grows,
a feeling, it is nice to feel,
and through it my heart heals.
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.Time is precious, Time is Pure

If you lose it, there’s no cure
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I had feeling I was incomplete,
When I smiled I felt I cheat.
It’s not that I was sad or doleful,
I was happy but not peaceful.
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when i look back memories i find,
they all just rush back to fill my mind.
some are good while some are bad,
some bring happiness some are sad.
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