Nur'ayn (new reign)
I Write - Poem by Nur'ayn (new reign)
I write, hoping to make things right,
Hoping the words I write will help mend weak hearts,
And would render their tongues speechless but not their minds
And breathe life into the grave that had been dug in their minds.
I write of the sun and the peaceful nights,
And emphasize the fact that the earth is far from round,
The mountains and valleys, sunrise and evening,
The pigeon and eagle, the mighty and the feeble.
I write now like a sailor without a map,
Hoping my lines will guide me aright.
Words from my little head that are heavier than mass,
Will stir the ocean in the path of the treasure I'll find.
The leaf of paper on which I write
Will turn to wings that will take me out of the earth.
When fear grips my neck, and sucks violently my wits,
I grab my pen and write to find the ultimate relief.
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