Poetry Blogs (future)

Money is the soul to reach a goal 
It is the tool to play a role
But if you're miser or a poor 
No way to live happy and cool 

Luck is the wing across future 
but work is the core of the creature
To be strong even no wing 
Keep your effort to win the venture 

Poor & rich, should also search 
Money everywhere, we must fetch 
the only lazy .. also crazy 
Forever, no goa...

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Does a lie has feet or walk 
Only liars have more than two 
Don't listen to a lie as a joke 
Then will help lies to grow 

God will ask; why do you lie? 
So get ready for God's punishment. 
Me, you, them, surely will die 
Should keep ready for last statement 

Get back soon to the early pureness 
And stop cheating creatures
Just in case you look for happiness 
Be f...

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Translation of my Arabic Poem (“The Choice”) 

Who, in the World, chooses his birth? 
Who chooses his family and children? 
Who chooses his fate and country? 
Who chooses the time to go to heaven? 

But it is possible to choose our day 
To sincerely care about family and work 
This will be the first right step to our future 
To achieve our goals while we're alive 

Your name and countr...

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If you learn from the past 
Improving your future 
Then you'll achieve the goal 
And reach it safely faster 

Pay an attention to move 
Know the direction to go 
Have time to Improve 
Act well, not only "show" 

Earn your people' regard 
And don't cross the fence 
Know the value of the word 
Now you've got confidence 

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I DON'T THINK, OF YESTERDAY.
 
LET'S TO THINK, WHAT IS TODAY?
 
SUN COMES, ALWAYS, BRAND-NEW.
 
WHY TO SEE SUN, AS GREY.
 

I LOVED YOU, SAME AS YOU ARE.
 
I BEG YOU KEEP YOUR PAST, AWAY.

I DON'T ASK, I DON'T CARE.
 
NOBODY IS BLAMELESS, EVERYDAY.
 

HEART IS OPEN, COME AND SHARE.
 
I NEED TO HEAR YOU, JUST SAY.
 
TOMORROW IS COMING, AS A SHINY DAY.
 
I LOVED YOU TOO, LET'...

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Too much reality 
can burn a hole
through your soul.

I prefer to temper it
with rose colored glasses,
as you know.

With my glasses on
I can see past the ego
to the wounds at
war within.

I can see that the
past, present, and
future are all 
an illusion...

created for one purpose

to tell the story
of how we want to 
show up in this world. 

I can see beyond 
resistance,...

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