Poetry
I Dance
Do not be fooled when I dance Born to survive I dance Born to resist I dance To feed on memories of conversations, moments lined
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Do not be fooled when I dance Born to survive I dance Born to resist I dance To feed on memories of conversations, moments lined
Ma, You say psychology was your favourite subject. Then why is that you fail to understand me? You ask me “What problems can you possibly
For years, we smelled smoke. The facade was on fire, still measurements went un-taken. Flames carelessly set by those who ignited lives as if humans
We all ran the corridors together to make sure we were always ahead of the headmaster. If one did get caught, we all took the
Dear Brother, Some may say it is unwise of me to write a letter to you when you are somewhere this letter cannot reach, but
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While sitting on the curb, I see a rusty old bolt laying on the pavement. I pick it up, turn it and feel its
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Paint me with ignorance, Because I love that pain I get. I’m addicted to it as much, As I am addicted to you. You’re always
The sun will purify my sight. My eyes will be like falling stars. The blue of the sky will be white. The palm trees will
What exactly have I done so wrong? I have listened to his cries and please I have tried to understand all of his Hopes, dreams
I met you at the museum. Funny really, because to me you belong here. Up there with the masterpieces. Among the statues which look beautiful
Life is a masquerade, People wear masks Everyday, every week, Every month, every year, Some wear the mask That presented their Deepest, darkest emotions Like
The bridge of life is quite long, Ups and downs are something that come along, Every step forward, Is one step closer to win The
With a heart heavier than the dress she wore that day, she walked up to the beautifully adorned stage that awaited to glow as she
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