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Angelina Tongbram Poem
the mountain is high
it's filled with stones,
the rocky slope
is prone to storms...
the peak is high
but you need to climb,
hurdles are many
but you can pass them and smile..
the icy cold wind
may chill your spine,
you may feel lonely
in the tall forest of pines...
but the peak is near,
you cannot give up,
be steady and strong,
though the route is rough...
as long as you aim
to climb above,
no one can break you
so just be tough...
Copyright © Angelina Tongbram | Year Posted 2012
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Angelina Tongbram Poem
i feel sad,
but i cant express..
i feel bad,
but inside i press...
the pain of my broken wings,
i try to fly..
but i fall,
i cannot win..
i hope u were here,
helping me up..
holding my hands,
teachin me back up...
for i am no god,
i cant bring back..
the happy moments,
and the touch of your hands...
the pain of my broken wings,
i try to fly..
but i fall,
i cannot win..
the beauty of life,
i havent seen yet..
i have a vision,
of a long way ahead...
was it my dream,
when i saw your face??
was it a lie,
when i heard u speak?
the pain lingers,
in my heart...
my broken wings...
waiting for your touch to be heal...
Copyright © Angelina Tongbram | Year Posted 2011
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