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Mibdah Mir Poem
I put a flower in her head and recieved a thorn in my heart
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Decorating the detrimental rays of her splendour,
his astonished heart couldn't help but wonder how
God had gifted her the best from His treasure
show she was created beautiful beyond measures
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Drenching down in dark,
quietness would sadly hark,
the pleasure of turmoil,
to befall and cruelly spoil
the peace and calm,
singing a cursed psalm,
ceasing smiles to sway,
taking the radiance away.
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I went overboard,
unseen and unheard,
I shall fall no more,
though my feet are sore,
I will sail the oceans,
and break the motions,
nothing shall hinder
my way to the sky,
for I wont stop
but fly high and high
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Enveloped in humane rage,
she was a torturous sage,
pierced his wounded spirit,
she went forth to tear it,
forbidding it for him to breathe
she summoned dark to wreathe
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Unlimited ways to go,
but my feet stepped slow,
leaving me behind
with doubts in my mind,
a strange chaos stood there,
opening doors to nowhere,
My mind trembled to go any far,
neglecting me to go to par.
Life offered me a living,
'twas a thanksgiving,
but I chose not to suspire,
and slowly got used to expire.
As I came to my sense,
I forgot to live thence...
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Counting the stars in the night sky,
aiming at heart to fly high,
different stages worth remembrance,
a flattering moment or a nuisance.
When grown old and white,
when eyes lack much light,
you will see with your soul,
every fixed and unfulfilled goal.
Move back to the time,
of sour grapes and sweet lime!
Memories never let go,
they will always flow...
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Life restricts my living,
Death prevents my end...
The world, a phantasm,
too much embargoes in it,
that neither let me fly, nor let me die....
The moments to cherish,
forever perish....
Am left with the debris of memories,
reminiscences that are blurred
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