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Simra Wahid Poem
The train to nowhere just reached the platform
Further down the tunnel, there is a storm
In a month or few, it will reach its destination
'til then you must seek for salvation
Cause this train is part of mission of destruction
It goes on and on without any commands or instructions
Through the lands of ogres, sirens, griffins and even sphinx and Cerberus
Do not sit if you dream to live
Somewhere down its path
The train will take you for a bloodbath
You might think this is a lie
But, if you want to live, then sure do dive
And remember, only the foolish ones shall dare to survive
And finally the journey seems to end
Survivors await their family and friends
But are always met by none
Not the storm or the sun, not even the employees clad in fancy uniforms
Because they were all informed,
The train to nowhere just arrived at the platform
Copyright © Simra Wahid | Year Posted 2023
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Simra Wahid Poem
Peace isn't rare
It's just a habit you bare
5minutes of affirmations every morning
A jog around the neighbourhood every evening
Talking about everything that hurts you
Instead of bottling up every emotion that bothers you
And when in the busy city life
stress and anger twist in the knife
Find your peace in the glimmer of moonlight
sneaking through your window every night
Find your peace in reading a tale
Find peace in the fact that your food isn't stale
Find peace in droplets of water that hit the pavement in the cruel summer heat
Lead your heart to where all the pheonix and dolphins come to meet
And when you find your peace in crisis
Let go of your gadgets and devices
Because peace isn't rare
Its a habit you bare
Copyright © Simra Wahid | Year Posted 2023
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