Poems

We seem to be living in a flawed
World, of conditioned existence,
Of tackling gritty here-and-now
Problems of work or life problems,
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As poverty got worse
I thought about leaving
Not far;
but weaving.
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why do you speak to me like this?
i am your creator
you are my chemical imbalance
i am your mother and father
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I know
This is very important day for you,
As you have conquered,
But see him,
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To stand still in life's storms,
would be as if we were unborn.
Tucked securely in the womb,
sucking a finger in amniotic fluid.
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Love can be like a sunrise
full of surprises. As bright
as a new day. Singing like
a lark, coming out of the
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With the Festival of Harvest, all festivals come to an end in January having started all in August;
In the adverse climates of six months, only festivals have made all forget bad effects pretty well;
Now the time has started for implementing all dreams and wishes to achieve what we wish;
Now mist and fog are covering everywhere like clouds in the sky hiding all Stars there all nights!
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Rest restless reasons
rely and fly through seasons
changing colours seat
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by Freeyad Ibrahim

Eric Arthur Blair.
Calamity struck his family.
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Is love a loaf of bread
to be sliced and shared
among all loving members?
The more the members,
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Love is sweet
like a nectar-filled kiss,
tender petal lips
and heavenly bliss.
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Life is a path of light and shade
that we have to walk alone unafraid,
strewn with lovely flowers and tickly thorns
that we have to embrace with no groan,
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