Whether life is good or sometime is bad, poems accompany me through hardship and solitude. Poem is not for fun but it is for, like every seasons follow life, poems walk with me and shadow me...
Her curving fingers strum the old guitar
Softly almost shyly she hums a love song
She gazes at the empty space
With watering eyes she finishes her song
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Green represents fresh and paradise
As fresh as the first dew on the green leaf
As beautiful as green rose in the paradise
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With them you worry all the time
And always having unstop headache
For them, you feel worthwhile to live,
Work, even suffering with tiredness
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When you have nothing
You don’t afraid of anything
But when you have something
You are afraid of losing
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