Wednesday 23 May 2012

What I feel-

http://www.habeeballi.blogspot.ca/2012/02/what-i-feel-poem.html

hat I feel- POEM

  • What I feel-
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  • A tribute to Syria
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  • What a wonderful morning
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  • Birds chirping
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  • Such a snow-less winter it is
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  • Soothing my lingering butterflies
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  • Why this ambivalence
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  • Where is my heart going is of essence
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  • Pounding like an engine when I see your name
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  • Dreaming of innocent images, all the same
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  • It’s not the kind that makes a smile
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  • Under the covers of unlighted rooms, desires stockpile
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  • Where sisters whisper naughtiness
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  • And false hopes are hatched in freshness
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  • But gone is the liking for anything pink
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  • Where from the anger of unfulfilled love I drink
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  • That kindles an inner world as large as Rome or Syria
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  • And words become helpless like un-controlled hysteria
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  • Inklings of poetry, lyrics, movies and e-books besides social media
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  • Knocking helplessly at the waves of control-mania
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  • They seem to become hapless victims of indescribability
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  • Even the encrypted gets cracked; not infallibility
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  • It’s like knowing you will not make it, even being a true fool
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  • Like a swan that swims gracefully while frenzies beneath rule
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  • I wandered the land, ghastly blue
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  • Until I laid my eyes on you
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  • So this isn’t a V-day tribute
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  • Rather to all those who are broken by unrequited truth
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  • Who fail to claim their birth-right without aggression.
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  • God made you perfect to receive affection
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  • To love and be loved is not a privilege or lucky strike
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  • It’s critical to civilization and any Mike
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  • Nations are at war, filling Hell’s fury with Super anarchy
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  • Angels are in prayers supplicating against such tyranny
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  • Tell me Just why- honestly why
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  • Sweet-harm enamored your thoughts daily
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  • Why the people’s constant mindfulness, fearfulness
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  • That you will not live up to this make-feel goodness
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  • Oh Land of Damascus
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  • Oh Nation of Prophets
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  • Where our sisters breathe divine breaths
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  • Have your brave hearts been buried in the princess of white minarets?
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  • I want to break loose like a snowflake in the wind
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  • And ever rescind
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  • Free from this occupy-lunacy
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  • Maybe like Rumi or even Gazzali- a heartland far from piracy!
 

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