Hossam Qadry Poems

welcome my fellows to the city of the heart
where you see all the lights obaque
well that is a very good point to start
as you see all the colours are fake
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proudly I look to the mirror
pretty is my dress though small
but stand with a gaze of terror
for there I found a hole
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madness... cures all sane souls
and puts the mind to rest
who can resist its charm
or fail its psycho test
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Shattered and scattered in here i sit

with a mind so trembled all the way
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who am I? i ask
where to go? i wonder
should i put on a mask
to hide my pains under
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