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A Drowning Dream.

To learn everyday was what taught to me,
Sinking in an ocean, moving steadily;
It was the ocean of knowledge and believes,
Suddenly the world changed, and power came to cease.

'Look at him, look at her', comparing to the whole world,
Trying my very best, to win in every word.
Becoming a good son, a dear brother and good friend,
But that 'I', was lost in the end.

I became what you want,...

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Infatuation

Every notification I wish it to be yours
They are supposed to be are they not?
For you make me feel what I want so desperately
Then, why do you lie and make me uselessly dream?
I believe you told me "let's continue being weird" 
But a stranger is what you have become
You pop up in my mind without any alarms
But the feeling has me all fuzzy and warm.
Giddy in spirit, I'll tell you why
You'...

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Dying for your touch

Dying for your touch

 

The music saddens her heart, her eyes well tears of sorrow

that leave indelible tracks upon her cheeks so pure

Her red lips tremble, as her body quivers.

 

Last night, last night she dreamed once more

About that man upon that distant shore

Never again will she feel his tender embrace

Or the warmth of his breath as he kisses her face

 

Their t...

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What does the handwriting tell about the person? ( Can you know what food they like? )

I took my notebook out,
just to write a song,
but then I saw you,
and now there's nothing I can do.

After all this time,
in this notebook of mine,
I found your words,
forgotten by time.

Our lives are a mess,
but we're doing fine.

Two months have gone by,
without you near by,
my life is a mess,
yet I'm alright.

Hold on tight to these,
hopeless, broken dreams,
I've never give...

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I would....

I would stand infront of your door,
at night, letting the soaring rain pour.
I would call your name over and over again,
until you open your eyes and remember the dreams we had.

I would whisper sweet things to you,
that's exactly what I used to do.
I would make you feel beautiful,
do you remember how I used to prove it to you?

I would come back home with flowers in my hand,
God I woul...

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Wicked Game

I lost
In the wicked game we played;
The distorted rules we make,
The empty words we say,
And the goodbyes in the end of May;


I lost
The lies of February's promise;
And the man I want to love.
Cruel honesty that got us in the beginning, and the only thing that's left for us in the end.


By June, a threat of winter's cold;
It wasn't even close to turn our hearts to stone
A teared hear...

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The Gate

By : Ali Taha Alnobani

 

Yesterday she invited me to see the moon in her garden
The wind tried to prevent me
Although I was sad, I walked under the rain
The gate was full of small doors and small cats were looking at me
Their shining eyes told me the tale of my baby
One night she was looking at the moon,
But a big cat with shining eyes got her dreams broken.
...

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Broken Dreams

 

It was unexpected,
that morning when you left.
The sun shone strongly
through the pane,
my pain shattering the silence
of the emptiness you dropped me in,
bereft.
 
A morning moon still in
the sky would not let me rest
from the ignorance
of last night,
false bliss, false peace
as you slept and lied your love upon
my breast.
 
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