Mylife Poems - Poems about Mylife

You know, I am a restless woman from centuries past, Who does not know the address of her home. I am searching For the address of my home. The house where I was born, Had wealth that was not my own. I worked, Toiled, And in all joys and sorrows, I was a companion, Yet I remained always an outsider. In the house where I came After marriage, Carrying thousands...

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"Another Sunday morning to embrace, With open arms to all I face The challenges and the successes To melt away any stresses For each day is a gift to explore, Everything I should not ignore That will add to me, And my personality All that is transformative, To claim for me to live My life, my way, And to others I convey The strength of...

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Solitude, a cool breeze far from the raging winds. The mundane journey between the start and the end An oneway path which leads nowhere. A cry for the young while a sigh for the old. I feel lost like the child on his first day at kindergarten. Might it be the longing for a private space? or the longing to stay far from the...

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My life as a living thing.. what are things? Just a tool to keep you entertained, a rock that shines to be worth more than a human soul. Blood spilled, minds tortured. What is with these things? Why are they worth more than a friend to keep. I try. I weep....

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What is Layag Sug? How come you're not answering? Why are you asking? For me to know Why, isn’t it a bully to me? No. I'm just plainly asking. Why is it so hard for you to answer? I don’t know why the question arises now. I suddenly realize I don't know the meaning of it. Aha for you what is it? What is...

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