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 Nov 2015 Poetic Thoughts
Ja
I stare into the mirror
To see what I can see
The image draws me nearer
I don’t know, if it’s me

I touch to understand
Sense coldness to reflection
It sends through me a shiver
Must mean, my own rejection
BOEMS BY JA 417
Treasure every breath you make
It could be the last you take
Treasure the lake, sail the sea
Little beauty left in the world to see
Treasure even the stranger by the boulevard
You just can't tell the much that person's endured
Treasure the road even if you doubt where it leads
For the beautiful scar,a wound bleeds
Treasure the clear sky and the clouds when they come
It's not everyday we go through storms and find calm
Treasure the dusk as darkness creeps in at nightfall
As you treasure the Sunrise treasure the fall
Treasure the trees even after they've lost their leaves
Treasure kindness like everyone gives
Treasure humanity like all other species don't matter
Treasure every person and treasure the latter
Treasure the world as family probably we might find peace
Treasure all the time you spend like the cash you borrow
Treasure yourself like you cherish that first kiss
Treasure Today like there's never gonna be a tomorrow
 Nov 2015 Poetic Thoughts
R
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 Nov 2015 Poetic Thoughts
R
“She couldn’t get any farther away inside from her skin. She couldn’t get away."
― Cynthia Voigt, When She Hollers
Skin me, burn me, **** me, and I wouldnt care
I woke up this morning and my name flashed on T.V.
They said i blew up places , they said i killed masses .
Men , women & children I murdered them all.
Who am I ?
I am a muslim and i am taking this fall.
They used my name and spread the terror.
I am not them , it surely is an error.
We, muslims, are the holders of peace , we spread love.
Why am I being  represented by their false actions.
I am a person, with different notions.
World will now brand me a terrorist.
Don't judge me by their actions , I insist.
I am not them, they pilfered my name.
They inflicted libel , and my religion to defame .
I have been robbed , robbed of my name.
I am a muslim , human like you , all the same.
My name has been robbed , my identity stolen
I deprecate the terror and mourn for fallen.
There are millions like me and humanity lies in our depths.
But we are all victims of Identity Theft* ...............
We Muslims condemn  the Paris attack.
 Nov 2015 Poetic Thoughts
Lily
Sometimes I want to pretend dead just to take note of people who actually would mourn for me
Your words came to late
The damage was all ready done
The cuts all ready made
The tears all ready shed
The rope was to late
I'm sorry I falled you
But I couldn't hold on
I was slipping in to a dark abyss
And I have yet to return
You where to late to save me
Just go on without me
You can do it I know
The sun shone on me to late
I was all ready consumed by the dark
It was all just to late
I'm sorry maple I lost again
 Nov 2015 Poetic Thoughts
ThePoet
There are no limits within a dream
Insanity at its most extreme
Imagination aged the child
It made me strong, it made me wild

I have ocean secrets growing deep
They're mine to ponder, mine to keep
Creativity taught and raised the kid
It gave me hopes in the places I hid

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I
I
Illness

May begin with the letter I,

Yet many illnesses

Are unseen to the attentive eye
Piano keys and guitar strings.
Even ink stains on my
Fingertips.
I have yet to find a masterpiece
Ever worth your elegance.
There are words in the sky,
They spill when I feel.
What's the big deal about
Young love and pain pills.
I overdose on dreams and
Wake up an addict.
Your presence is lethal,
Your company is tragic.
But I love it and I need it
And I can't even believe it.
I'm not breathing,
These are lungs that
Only work when they're
Needed.
Follow me into your sleep,
And we could make the best art.
Romeo and Juliet never had to
Fall apart...
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