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Best Poems Written by Abdu Muhaimin Hashim

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Summer

The beach air had come to me
With its refreshing yet breezy sensation
The summer is just in the city
Have the fun in the earth’s heaven

Iced water and a bit of lemon, perhaps
Please hold this for me, thank you
The birds are building their nest
Is it a wonder of something new?

Pass the plain water trunk to me
I will swim the entire sea today
No, not to break a knee
Nor a strut for that fine quay

I wonder how an Olympic medallist dive
Or how the cyclist ride
It would a year maybe five
To practice my coordination and sight

The sunset had arrive
Look at the colour it shows
The swimmers had come to a take five
The meaning only He knows

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Chocolate

A dark, round perception of a food
Get into your mouth – quickly;
Please eat it, don’t be rude
I know you’re in trouble, because it is pricey

You are the vein and muscle of my arm
But how about some healin’ like a chocolate;
Don’t be scared of the harm
Anyway, it’s not a big bockelet

Some tea and bread for an instance
Get it in your mind for the future
I know this sounds something madness
But I just want you to know that we are mutual

An eye for an eye will only make the world blind
The blindness we can’t even know
Take as many as you want, never mind
At the kitchen, there’s plenty more

For the sake of going out to the outside world
I travel far; picked up a red charming locket;
Just to make sure you don’t make a rebel
I had leave you some toothsome chocolate

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Tiara

I’m going through pages by pages;
Trying to see whether you have any acquaintances
Oh, look what I found
A mystery looking pronoun

The word I’m trying to forget
Though it might be a threat
To my mind and to my soul
Whether in or out of my sole

A girl with a beautiful smile
Simple but having the style
I took courage to look at those
Either peeking or seeing while no one knows

My words had been cut
With your locution that had the gut;
Or you can see my dearest writing
Of my psyche and my fighting

You look pretty wearing that tiara
Although it will be dismayed by a sciara
No, I will not let that happen
To someone that is enthusiastically clappin’

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Dance

Tonight is in the glare;
No allowance of a mare

Everybody follow the music;
Or else you might get sick

This move, how about another;
Cause you might wake up my father

Silence, let’s call a ballerina;
I thought she will dance in the arena

Neither of us have the feeling of dancing;
Nor a fond in clapping

Let’s just walk down the street;
And go to the place where we always meet

But I want to dance with this rhythm;
I’m feeling the right momentum

Alright, I’ll be your companion;
Where I will dance there and be the champion.

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Raxgazer - My Batch

Wish had been made throughout this year
We will get the best
I don’t know how to count our tears
As we fought for Him to bless

The moment we enter the hall
Neither of us would say anything
We only say for us all
Failed, it will be nothing

Either you have the courage
Or you just want to give it a try
My mom’s cooking the best porridge
If in the test I didn’t lie

No matter if we get the least
Or just the average
Don’t ever cry in the mist
Or the entire stage

Likewise if any of us, got the best
Or maybe the least
Tell them not to build a nest
Where they keep their mess

Said this to your family
Even it is painful
Stop acting funny
And don’t be disdainful

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Desolation

Sweet memories are bitter;
For some reason it is for it is
No rehab no cure for this overlong slumber,
Nor a mistake for this miss

I thought we can go through this – together
But that’s just a hope for a crazy; demented man
You had only bitter it up – forever
I don’t think my heart will cure since then

Don’t think of saying sorry or getting mercy
Though you have that good-looking eyes
But a human will always be like Mr. Kersey
Forgiving, kind and nice

That person will never be your friend
Nor a backpacker companion for thee
I think I will go through sea and land
I will be at your heart immediately

Walk through the isle like a man
And gracefully like a woman
I don’t know how much pain
That I will have to suffer

Never had the thought of having inclination with you
Like they said in the story of an unseen story
Where a bitter getaway will have to get through
Or else it will be a pain cause of a dilatory

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Sacrifice

In this world of hatred,
I break my wrist and arm to fight;
The chance had been created
In the midst winter night

The chances are between him and me
For the glory it behold
It is not a scene on the sea
Nor a fight with him, in bold

I take my hand to jab him
He returned with a hoof;
Cold and angry, a warrior in the gym
Although had been smashed with a poof

My body had the power to sight
His pain and anxiety to win
I want to use all my might
But his loss will make it a sin

I repel his hit with my arm
A broken arm will surely be a numb
I set the phone to be an alarm
To wake me up when the autumn come.

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Shed

The trees shed their tears
When it comes to you
I don’t know how many years
Will it be true?

I mustered my courage to open the door
Remove the door, take mine instead
I don’t know how much more
Will I have to give you, tea and bread?

I take your words as a gift of life
A gift of happiness, a gift of remembrance
I don’t know how much more knife
Will you have to throw to me, in distance?

I shed my tears when I come to you
Your words cut my heart in half,
I wrote this poem to make a clue
Of where is my outgoing laugh

The cloud is blue and white,
The sun is glowing bitterly
I wrote this poem in the night
That I despair my love, thoroughly

The nonsense I made in this life
When it comes to your heart
I thought you and I could strive
When will it be an art?