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Best Poems Written by Yosra Khardani

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Deserted Garden

lying on a bench in my favourite corner,
 watching the deserted garden,
 small trees standing not moving,
 surrounded by withered flowers,
 they must be unhappy !
 cause those days are colder than ever ,
 but they are defying the wild weather ,
 they usually dance and follow the rhythm
 but not any further ..
 nothing changes but the rhythm,
 it was soothing and cozy 
 but not any further..
 they can't hear it , they can't feel it !
 played with bitterness , they can't handle it ..!
 the gardner left them in fact ,
 it was a thoughtless act ,
 how could he tell 
 that they'll never bloom again ?!
 morning comes ,
 hopefully the sun rise !
 the coldness starts to fade ,
 flowers start to grow and bloom again 
 it's not about failure !! 
 it's all about how to rise again...

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Nothing Ever Lasts

As nothing ever lasts,
and everything must change;
you are here, moving fast,
as a needy counting his wage.

As you listen to all, 
and talk only to few; 
you will never fall,
that’s what I already knew.

As the summer coming soon,
and there is no need for you to crack;
you’ll be dancing Under moon,
as you are not getting back

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Chained Thoughts

thoughts are exploding in rage. 
Massive, the brain can't fit.
They flood beneath the ribcage,
disordering the heart beat.
The soul now is dead;
suffocating with words, unsaid.
Should you  keep denying the truth?
Why don't you let your mind speak ?
You'll  heal the scars ,
or you'll let the wounds go deep?
Never let your heart be chained. 
Never let your core seem feigned. 
You have to shout out loud,
so your voice can be found..

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Annie's Lost Paradise

Diving in her little trunk
where, her lost paradise sunk.
No time left to collect marbles,
as she longs for a world of marvels.
Sneaking to the lighthouse, she hides.
The hand that feeds, she bites.
Like a flower blooming near the swing;
here, after the long rain comes her spring.
Pictures of her, ringing the church bell;
wasted memories fading like sounds in a seashell,
as she waves her Mothers a last farewell

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A Dream

I dreamt of a world
where Peace is the word
that often said.

I dreamt of a world
where Love is the word
that often said.

I dreamt of people 
caring about each other.
I dreamt of people
carrying the same burden together.

I dreamt of a place 
full of joy and laughter,
where people can live
 happily ever after.

But it was only a dream,
a bird with broken wings;
the world I'm living in
is a world full of sins.

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He Is Back

Lost angel is back.
He is asking me,
to help him with his sorrow,
to sing him a love song, 
to forget what went wrong.

So who should I follow?
Who should I follow?

My thoughts like a hurrican,
trying to forget this man.
To forget, the day we first met,
our walks by the shoreline: 
singing, laughing and drinking wine.
But how could i forget,
that he once was mine!

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Dear Friends

To you my friends,
 I made my message brief.
 We may not be together,
 I've heard that time is a thief.
 Moments of joy and laughter,
 though, sorrow and grief.
 In shared life,
 we end up to believe.

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The Paper

down on the paper, 
my words sink.
tasting my flavor;
My soul,
the paper wants to drink.
dressing in black ink,
my plume dance.
It draws my thoughts in a blink,
It shows you how I think.
It shows you my mind,
when my breath is over.
happy, sad, high or sober;
the paper tells everything.

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Rest In Peace

Rough was the day you left,
Easily you chose your path.
Sorrow swells in my heart.
Tears come to dry.

I told you you will die one day.
Now you are far away.

Peacefully you rest in your grave,
Eagerly I wanted to follow,
And here I'm standing alone;
Certainly I'll be missing you!
Even if my love is dead

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Who Is She

She drags you
everyday,
in her eternal bed,
she wants you to lay.
You may suddenly,
be her prey.
You favour her ? 
Is that what you said ?
She is grabbing you,
she is on the way.
She is fatal,
she is peaceful,
she is death..