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Death~a Fear Or A Chance To Outlive?

What's the reason I'm here?
In this dreadful world of fear,
Where people close their mind, lest they fall,
Why can't they see those who stand tall?

~ My Life, Everyday~

Every day, there are things I say
Every night, there are dreams I play
Every dawn, there in silence I pray
Every dusk, there are fears I fray.

The Deadly Dead Dentifrice A.K.A. Mr. Toothpaste.

Brought froM a store brand new
me was inside mY packet blue
which Someone tore in shreds a few
these man-iacs are savages me knew.

My Friend, I Should Have Said

He dragged me with him all the way,
and held my hand meticulously to make me stay,
and to appear like he has forgotten that he will never be alone,
but I knew that my place was his house, and his my home.

So The Title Of My Poem Is............, Wait!

I like to write poems, like everyone else,
but what should i call it, is the thought which dwells,
in my imbecile inside, who dared to write,
but can't give it a title now, am I a hypocrite?

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Wahab Abdul 08 April 2012

fantastic are your poems more fantastic to read your biography, , , , , it is a poetry itself.....i like it.....

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I don't know why i end up writing something at the end of the day when i plan not to.i guess it is to fill that inner void.i write for myself.
i can relate myself to these lines of Francis Duggan-

'An old fashioned rhymer I will be until the reaper take me
though I hope my lust for penning rhyme it never will forsake me
And I don't mind if I am seen as an old fashioned rhymer
A man with a passion for rhyme an out of date old timer. '

that's all i have to say, for now.

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