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Best Poems Written by Yaman Nimer

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My Blessing, My Curse

You are my need
For me to keep
Turning the pages of life
You are the one
That runs so deep
To keep a shining sun
You are a cure
To my slow collapse
And everything that is impure
Without you here
I’m a missing soul
That roams the cold streets
In ascending fear
And bare feet
An injured sole
But then again
You turn your back on me
Becoming a reason
To my downfall
The destruction to whom I was to be
A life with no seasons
A Curse
Breaking me down to my grave
Till when will you deny me your love
That I crave
And even after this verse
I still don’t know who you are
Or what you are
Still can’t reach you
You leave me with nothing but scars
You remain so far and missing
So that a part of me is missing too

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Painting

Born into the world
We hold heavenly pictures
Speak of beauty and innocence
Yet wait for the evil to unfold

Not that the picture be stained
Not that it be abused
But erased, never to remain

Thrown into a river
Slowly watch the colors fade away
It’s falling apart
Falling apart

Then feel your body shiver
Now that you’re lost
And now that you may
Have no beating conscience
Be ignorant to the time of day
Losing touch with the value
O’ the values

But inseparable to a dead feeling
To the time of forever-ness

You’re falling apart
Watch your skin become pale
Watch your hair lose its color
And watch your health fail
Like a painting, losing its elements

Not that you thought
Not that you made a choice
But that you were spawned into life
With an unheard voice

As the sun appears, then disappears
In the sickening sky
The blind still lead the blind
The scent of degenerates
Strengthening in the winds of life
Make the generations drunk
Thoughts of decadence
Loved by the minds

Eternal illusion
No, no one can see
If there were a God
Too grand a god
To worship, not to curse
The this better not have been destiny

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Limiting the Mind

I look around
I only go shallow
A Four Walled room, with a ceiling, and a ground
Deep thinking brings sorrow

It all seems so simple
There was a time when so it seemed
When I was sung to… twinkle, twinkle
Now, I'm searching how to be redeemed

My Mind dwells and dwells
Searching for the balance between reason and desires
But I fear my mind has fell
Beyond reason, to a mind-torturing fire

I kept falling
Now to a completely different
Four walled room, with a ceiling, and a ground
I look around
But this time, I can't go shallow
To my left lies the universe, making no sound
Only pointing to the wall
Coded with answers
A language human-kind can barely understand, so vague
But I try to decipher them, trying to take
And control this knowledge
Here it says…
What is Religion?
What made the Universe?
What made man?
What made the atom, the proton, the electron?
And what made that…

But what about The Maker?

The language became too complicated
Suddenly, a glowing light from the wall hit me 
Got me flat on the ground
Perplexed, I open my eyes
I look around
Back to the old
Four walled room, with a ceiling, and a ground
From now on
I only go shallow

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Pain Brought By Time

Days pass by
The way water slips
Through the palm of your hand
Like a Day is a single grain of sand
In an Hourglass
Then You Can
Hear the hisses
From the Emptiness around You
Time still finds a way
To cheat through the grip
Of your hands no matter how
Strong you try to hold on
To its rope, If not now
It will end up cutting through
Your hands
Leaving them scarred
Leaving you with regret that you
Never knew
Wishing you had done
More before it was all gone
In a storm
Of Winds made of cries
And Rain made of tears
Time is killed by no one
Time brought you to your demise
Time waits for no one
No room for excuses
No room for lies

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Have Your Souls Gone Cold?

Have your souls gone cold?

Where has the humanity gone?
How dare you call yourself Adam's son?
Your own pride you have sold
And all the good in the world you have shunned

Have your souls gone cold?

Didn’t your conscience warn you?
Didn't it sting you with unrest?
Didn’t it tell it's wrong what you do?
Didn’t it burn you in the chest?
Or is it as bold?

Have your souls gone cold?

Sins that go on with no end
There is more and more to be told
Human's dignity you offend
Becoming controlled by the desires and gold
There is more and more to be told

Your souls have gone cold…