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kubra-abba
Been down for so long I Dont know how to live anymore I never really knew anyway Searching for an anchor To keep me afloat I look till my eyes get sore My soul bleeds from helplessness
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 6:53 AM UTC
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I see the way people stare Making me feel worthless I act like i dont care But griefstricken and helpless Painfully shy Always felt so weak Confidence was something i lacked With diminishing self esteem, as time went by I realised fear is a choice When given the chance,engulfs the soul I discovered my voice Made the Quran my companion Though it was a hard struggle But prayer made me feel whole.
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 6:04 PM UTC
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Cant you see? The absent stares The sadness beneath my smile My crumbling soul My aching heart Cant you see? The language my body speaks My head hanging low The tremors in my speech A walking bag of fear Cant you see? I need help Oh yes i am weak I just need a bit of your strength Dont just laugh at my face Cant you see? Its all pretence,staying strong But your bitterness blinds you No one sees me, But me.
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 5:40 PM UTC
Out in the open
I laugh at the face of foes Because i know better Ignoring their scorn Because they're just bitter Should we all unleash the demons Hidden deep in our souls So hatred and sorrow prevails? Nay i shant give in And become a coward I shall dance, sing and live Polluting them with happiness and love Though, i know some hearts are stones And can never be moved I leave them in the hands of God.
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 5:14 PM UTC
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Harmattan!! Harmattan!! My favourite season Embrace of the crisp air Sending chills through my body Harmattan!! Harmattan!! a little bruise With so much pain Such is my bodys fragility Harmattan!! Harmattan The mufflers, sweaters and gloves All giving warmth A universal feeling Which makes us one Harmattan!! Harmattan!! The flu, cough and fever Drowning my sickness With pots of hot soup and tea Though, you come with so much baggage I love you always and forever.
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 4:01 PM UTC
Harmattan