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Hanan Essam Poem
Still asking why am I here?
When a place I dont have clear feelings about;
To find carelessness is the current spout;
While kindness and feelings lead to drought.
It is usual spot for those who like to flout
Blindness and deafness despite my shouts
People inner mess rock me out.
Still asking why am I here?
Values and virtues dont take the counts
Bluntly it is the matter of ruthless amounts
Whenever I call for peace in and out
It is questioned with doubt.
Still asking why am I here?
Where the inner gifts have no sounds
While the fake voices glamoured around
In masked faces straying with no bounds
They are joyfully tapping high on the ground
Admiringly picture the looks of their wounds
Their sins are proudly crowned.
And still I am here living the surround....
Copyright © Hanan Essam | Year Posted 2017
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Hanan Essam Poem
Under the bright sun;
Between the trees here and there;
Indulged my soul with the peace around.
I rambled and rambled having a lot of fun;
Happily moving my limbs along with the air;
It refreshed my lungs as my nose flared.
Freed up myself from the outside bounds;
I threw all my despair and frights behind;
Looking at everything so refined.
I strode once I saw the flowing blue;
It glamoured the spot with its mixed hue.
It enlightened my spirit with its gliding sound;
As it softly touched the shore ground.
I was fully excited by the scene;
When the flow egulfed the blue sky preen.
Woo-hoo!! Such a breathtaking harmony;
How It is created in such order and artfully.
Copyright © Hanan Essam | Year Posted 2016
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Ripened hearts start to whisper ;
happy faces emerge their glisters.
At night, the eyes dilate;
When dreams become their mate.
Call for warmth and devotion;
The truth of needed emotions.
Can this be a true love?
Or is it kind of?
They start Taking their path together;
Make promises that forever.
Their hands are embraced;
While their hearts getting blazed.
Can this be a true love?
Or is it kind of?
They piece together their future;
No matter who is their booster.
They wish this is their fact;
Accordingly, their world should react.
Respect, care, and empathy;
Are the address of their chemistry.
Can be this a true love?
Or is it kind of?
I believe that this is the love we all look for.
Copyright © Hanan Essam | Year Posted 2023
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