A Dry Plant Poem by Tareq Jalabi
A Dry Plant
my soul is distressed
my heart is ill
love must be confessed
and i love her still
no way to conquer that disease
her love i cannot kill
coz loving her my heart won't cease
it is against his will
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no matter how much i try
her love to me is the sky
and i am that guy
which without it will die
she didn't feel sigh
for letting me cry
till I - the plant
became dry
beautiful, blue eyes, but you should not write about love anymore...
Hi, sad poem, it touches deep inside of me. t had hapened to me. it was so hard. Keep on, you're a good composer!
The title of this poem really attracted to me to it, and went with the poem perfectly. I would not even think to change that! Great job!
heart touching and a very interesting, very emotional poem! ! !
Why should you become a dry plant waiting in wasted days...too emotional...love is such...nice to read
A true love comes from within, and it clearly stated here. Nice delivery of the lines helps the poem to be more enjoyable to read... Keep it up.. I rated you 9.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 2:33:20 AM # 1.0.0
this poem is like true to the heart it's like this was written from the soul; wonderful and perfectly written.