Month: October 2018
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Gold Chains
Running.. in the Chains of hope.. trying to fulfill a lost dream.. but time is not passing.. and it seems like you’re running in place.. the more you hope, the more you suffer.. chains get tighter.. but you have a dream to fulfill.. so you take a break.. look at the sky.. and run again..
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Everything
I want to have them all, The hopes and good thoughts, The life of a great mind, Away from the sadness, Away from the fears, Far away from the tears, From the broken promises and torn dreams.. I want not to hide away.. Not to run far away.. To be brave enough to face my…
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Regret
you can’t stop time.. if you want it to go backwards, or move forward.. it will move at its own pace no matter what.. even if you refuse to acknowledge it.. and stopped.. the important things will pass along with time.. and you will regret, only when it’s useless..
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Loop
we’ve all wished upon death but still , our love of life out power it we live anticipating, waiting, desiring, only for one thing … hope we live hoping that at a time we just might get to live we live on hope .. that we might find hope.
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Very Short Poems
There is no where left to go.. When you reach the bottom.. and then you see the door knock..
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Dinner
I went to them for dinner, They looked at me for a while, None replied the evening regards, Hands went back fluctuating small spoons Into the soup dish I Looked inside the dish, Screamed.. They didn’t care ! Hands kept fluctuating small spoons, And lips kept licking blood. AMAL DONKOL: Egyptian Poet
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I Just Thought..
I Thought you were my friend.. So.. I kept talking with you, telling you about my first love, and my first heart break.. the things I dream and stare.. I heard what you had to say always.. I cried for you, and also laughed.. I just thought you were my friend.. I never thought for…
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منذ متى
منذ متى كنت وحيدا منذ متى لا تقدر على النظر اليك غير مريح ان ترى نفسك.. عينيك تبدو مختلفا كما لو كنت لا تدرى من تكون انت تعرف فقط ما تعتقد انه كنته يوما منذ متى كنت بتلك الوحدة منذ متى تشعر انك لست من تنظر إليه أنت لست غارقا فى الدموع.. هذا ليس أنت…
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So, Here we are..
So, Here we are.. Back to square one.. where it all ended, and started.. where the candle light went dim, and the daylight shone.. Here we are.. dreaming again, hoping again.. to move to another square.. to seek another goal.. to fall and rise.. we’re back to square one.. where it all ended and started..
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Lullaby
I try to sleep, to fight the light.. let go of fear, leave behind the dream.. I try to sleep.. run away.. I don’t want to hear.. that lullaby.. it’s on and on.. I’m tired of it.. maybe if death wasn’t singing my lullaby.. I would want to wake up.
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Survivor.. Victim
Struggle after another.. Back pain from long stands.. Shivering hands from fighting too much.. You fall again and again.. But with every time.. You rise once more.. One time you call yourself Survivor.. Another you call yourself Victim.. Which do you choose..
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Tissue
my eyes are swollen, did I really cry that much? if so.. why no one offered me a tissue ! did no one see my tears dripping.. I can feel my eyes swollen.. they are still so wet.. there are falling tears again.. where do they come from.. they never seem to end.. yet, no…
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My Friend..
They don’t exist my friend! Those people who can see the pain behind your smile.. Or hear that change in your voice when you feel depressed.. We only read about them.. They’re all made up! People will see your smile, never think for a second you’re feeling bad.. People will see you laugh your heart…
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Respect
I don’t care how you dress where you’re from or what you say I don’t care how old are you weather you’re a boy or a girl I don’t care if you’re hiding yourself or if you’re just pretending I don’t care if you hate me or love me I don’t care.. you hate everyone?…
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Obligation
She always had that thing for the broken hearts, Feeling it’s her duty to fix them, Even if it will hurt her..
Ruf 