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Alshaad Kara Poem
Realm of humankind wheedled in reset,
Homeland beray, lull to beset,
Scrawling the parchment to a keyset,
Xenophobia in callousness,
Dearth to darn the clout concord.
Orness synergy alliance the terrene.
Berth errand the rassle office,
Commissions detach the hassle orifice...
Pensile the ensile spirits,
Circumscissile recoiled resiliency,
Nuanced tensile expansionism...
Normalise a new normal,
Order the prime heart to bloom,
Taper our united dreg to blossom...
Blight in frights,
Dight the twinight against any affright,
Infinity within.
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He said it was muddy. I refused to believe it as it was snowing.
We were on a high avalanche.
But we were both too advanced in this world!
He said it was snowing. I refused as it was snowfall.
That led to a never-ending snowball!
Copyright © Alshaad Kara | Year Posted 2023
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Aficionados here and there,
People craft, lead and build.
Those traders are teasers of the wind,
Sail and sail, draft and rate,
Be your own rafter till you lead the machines.
Magician of genius,
Roundtables of roundabouts,
Wheel and chain wheel every unshielded process,
Superhuman intellectuals fragmenting puzzles of equations,
Build this new cybernetics!
Nemesis are the rivals of each creationists.
Mechanics are our homepage.
Copyright © Alshaad Kara | Year Posted 2022
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Bid goodbye once,
And you shall cry
A thousand suns.
Bid adieu,
And you shall have
A heartache forever.
Leave without saying anything,
And the sky shall dry
In the tears of the ocean.
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Gone like the wind...
He was the one who got away,
She was the one who lost her dreams...
Two souls shattered or played by destiny...
They had mastered every strategy to aim for the hearts of those crowns,
Only to be outgone,
Gone like the wind...
Gone like the wind...
She was the one who lost her dreams...
He was the one who got away,
Those crowns made of heartstrings,
Were wielded by destiny's wand...
Anyone could despire but they desired these hearts!
All gone like the wind...
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Looking back, was the rose in me,
Looser having his heart savagely grime...
Looming at the jar,
Was the poisoned love.
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Down the hot sun,
I crumble down the snowflakes,
One minute,
One tribute,
Let's have a wintry solitude,
Wrapped in a flesher's heartbrokenness,
I derelict this relict calf love,
Squall on this spur,
Am peel in peals...
Scuttle the fondle,
Dottle the dawdle,
Harbouring an everlasting embosom...
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Ancient tales slashed our vineyard,
We were the bloodshed of love...
Cupid fleshed our hearts.
Austere eyesights.
Fierce catch upon your mark,
Am your prey in the love arena...
I escort this frugal lover.
His achillean personality enchants every man,
I am the residue of my manhood...
Close the cishet doors,
Let the cue tip-off,
You will be my man besides the world.
Two kings for a kingdom.
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Your hair in the breeze,
Your anger makes you an angel...
Laughing and time lapsed is what you bring,
My heartbeat was not continued,
Gratefulness are my tears,
When leaving...
Your hair in the breeze,
Your anger makes you an angel...
You liked me as you love me,
You are a woman of smiles....
Your hair in the breeze,
Laughing and time lapsed is what you bring,
My heartbeat was continued,
Gratefulness is my smile,
When leaving...
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Had I known your betrayal,
I would have let go,
And free myself from you.
Deep down, we know the wits of love,
A poison made from the cups of romance.
I drank too much from those used ones...
I need to buy new ones to cover your spillage,
A mess in pieces on the floor of my core.
Would it have been better if you had cleaned?
Perhaps, perhaps not..
Notice your indifference...
Am stuck to be your man maid!
A hilt in my gentle hood.
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