I don't know how to tell it this thing i feel sometimes.
I don't know if it's right the way i saw it last night.
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“How sorry are we?
How sorry can we be? ”
We’ve stolen what is not ours
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Don’t tell me, you’re taking my money to
Hand it to the puny.
I know all that goes about,
You play with money that doesn’t count.
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What is it with you?
You just don’t seem to care,
how much pain I seem to bear.
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Why do I have to be?
Sitting lonely for you to see,
that I am angry and unhappy
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We’ve tortued him in every way
gripped him taut till he was useless.
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I stand here hoping to be near it every day.
I gaze hard and strong sensing I am not wrong.
I stand in hope of finding the light right away.
My Patience has not prolonged.
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There she was standing all alone.
I knew immediately there was something wrong.
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Longing for the difference in every way.
I wanted to glimpse with my eyes.
I didn’t care if it makes others seem uneasy.
Because I saw a hero running wild for my rights.
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Hi my name is nora Jamal. And i would like to tell you about the meanings of my name. Nora originally means light in arabic and my surname means Beautiful. so placed together its beautiful light! i live in australia and recently i've discovered this wonderful website. i never ever imagined that i could place my poems some place public. its exciting! its nice to be able to read people's writings, and have feedbacks from my readers. I am inspired by sadness rather than happiness, am refering to my poems that is. well am keeping it brief. Nora)
Bewildered
I don't know how to tell it this thing i feel sometimes.
I don't know if it's right the way i saw it last night.
I don't know if it's true or i just saw through.
I don't know many things which confuse me a lot too.