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Muhammad Qaasim Madzima Poem
who decides..
who gets lies..
and who gets the girl..
because my suggestion box is full..
and truthfully speaking..
a two-story house is too close to the sun for my liking..
but i dont mean it the way you think..
i just have a bone to pick..
but my dog is starving..
heads down..
tails up..
its a half confession..
the rest is forth coming attraction..
in traction of seduction skills i've acquired over the years..
whilst dodging humble old man as they are ferried to their graves..
oh God, this story ends..
but i am not in the end..
though i intend to see it till the end..
so i hide my shadows in dark places..
drinking risk-free ice-tea..
as the moon shines over my shoulders..
and for what its worth, i will bring you that star..
I LOVE YOU MUM..
Copyright © Muhammad Qaasim Madzima | Year Posted 2012
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An incomplete love letter
I apologized for the pain i had caused
Before i switched pens to express the love i still had
The regrets i still harbor
So everybody get on board
Men and women tickets, please!
Tonight we escape the land
But the hearts beat on, as the waves free our souls
Destined to catch the sunset in Madrid
To the lives we've chose
No more regrets
Just rocky sailing to destiny
Oh God, get me home safely
Copyright © Muhammad Qaasim Madzima | Year Posted 2012
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What we have is NOW..
so we plan for NOW..
we do what we have to, NOW..
NOW, we live and appreciate..
because NOW is the greatest gift to men..
I beg you all to understand NOW,
for THEN,…
will be too late
Copyright © Muhammad Qaasim Madzima | Year Posted 2012
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