My City Poem by Asma Zenjali

My City

Rating: 5.0


The sky looks beautiful and clear
While I am staring at it right here
Enjoying the weather, although it is sunny
What luck! For that people pay money
Different places I can go and visit
It seems suitable and my excitement has no limit
I can travel or have a journey
But no! I prefer in my city to stay
Marrakesh the city where I feel better
I will never leave it, what ever happen and no matter
Its people are tolerant and nice
Never get angry, putting their nerves in ice
Of course humor is their language
The major main and communication edge
God bless it and morocco as a whole
Each country in it has its value and role

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
the love of my city
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 30 December 2015

Marrakesh the city where I feel better I will never leave it, what ever happen and no matter Its people are tolerant and nice Never get angry, putting their nerves in ice Of course humor is their language. God bless Morocco, each country has its value in this whole world. thank you very much for this fine poem. tony

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Asma Zenjali 30 December 2015

You are welcome

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Abderrahmane Dakir 29 December 2015

I like all places in the world but Marrakech is the loved one in the world by everyone. I like your description about the people in it, too. Thank you for your effort to make this great poem.

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Akhtar Jawad 07 January 2015

No place is better than the sweet home. A nice poem................10

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