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My mom's hands had become wrinkled and old
But to me, they were still, precious as gold
They still could soothe us with a touch
I valued their ability, so very much
...

Darling, if you would just say that you love me
Then I would no longer have to ask on a bended knee
For your fair hand, which is fairer than the swan
No longer would I sigh, right from night to dawn.
...

3.

Never shall I commit an act that is rash
Never shall I sell my soul for cash
The path to hell is rosy
I very well know it's true
...

When nature calls
How do you feel
Do you, your city layers, peel
And throw them on the grass so green
...

Nothing hurts more than a harsh, unkind word
From the mouths of people unnecessarily frank and pert
Insulting others is to be avoided at any cost
Speak one sentence, and then you're as good as lost.
...

Snow-white clouds decorate the sky
They are fluffy and fleecy, and pleasant to the eye
They are the silver linings on many a gray morn
When you lazily wake up, stifling a yawn.
...

Don't let your fears pull you down
Do let your aspirations push you up
Life is but a merry go round
There may be days when you just frown
...

[For many years it was felt and said]

If we can't eat with forks
And can't cut with knives
...

Do you remember me as much as I do
For my feelings for you are still alive
And I Often break into sobs anew
Whenever I am reminded of you
...

It is a bad sign to add injury to a bruise
Thinking it would we good - you'd have nothing to lose
There are other ways of showing a person you are hurt -
You have no need to be abrupt, if he has been curt.
...

An air of serenity had pervaded the room
There was no sign of either extreme joy or gloom
I was as usual, sailing in the ship of dreams
And could see through it, happiness and love's streams
...

12.

Do not yearn for more
Than what you normally get
Do not stamp the floor
Do not fume and fret
...

The world is nothing, but a haven or sorrow
Where it is useless to even wait for the morrow
There are sufferings galore, ah, more than you can bear
They all join together, and your stout heartstrings, tear.
...

14.

Two men look through the same bars
One sees the mud, the other sees the stars
When hope is there, everything is there
You have the inner drive to do and to dare
...

Walking along the road
I see faces turn towards me
I can almost hear them whisper
To their companions - ‘see'
...

Sometimes I realize with a sense of dread
That too much flattery will go to my head
I bow my head in real despair
And promise myself to always beware..
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I will follow you to the end
Right until the last bend
I shall walk many a mile
And yet keep on a bright smile
...

Again and again from the window I look
I cannot just concentrate, or read my book
I wait and wait - but there's no sign of you
You have totally disappeared from my view
...

Will you please explain to me What light Is -
about, the wonders that man sees which are all his
how does sight help you in your daily life
how live you in a world of confusion and strife?
...

Man
Is a microcosm
A molecule
A mere atom
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The Best Poem Of Nafisa SB

Mom's Hands

My mom's hands had become wrinkled and old
But to me, they were still, precious as gold
They still could soothe us with a touch
I valued their ability, so very much

These hands had cooked many a dish
They had helped fulfil many a wish
They had laboured so hard, day after day
They taught us to work, they taught us to play

They were, in our youth, so capable and strong
They warned with anger, when we did something wrong
They also clapped for us, whenever we won
They helped us play games, and also have fun

They would remain folded, to pray for us, all
We saw them raised to bless us, so we didn't fall
A tazbee* in her hands, was always there,
To remind us of her constant, tender loving care

My mom, alas, is now no more
She has travelled peacefully to the distant shore
But the lessons she taught about right and wrong
Keep inspiring us, and make us strong

[note: Tazbee-prayer beads]

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