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If I would be born again
I'd be a humble leaf.
Leaves, when they fall in time,
do not break.
And there wouldn't be too much sadness,


but just peace.
maybe if we would really look, even the silent falling of the leaves might show us something deeper than how deep they fall unto
A poem is a sound.
Its meaning becomes a lyric.
And if you want to feel it,
feel it like a raindrop
that ripples through your soul.
And if it's raining within now,
it's because you listened.
Close your eyes
Reflect on your day
Dreams take you on a journey of come what may
Eyes open wide
Smile on your face
Place your feet on the ground
Embrace the day
 Jul 2019 Karlie Watson
emru
my mood shifts, drifts till im worn out
my brain ‘bout to check-out, my art a vain, pierces through my heart, cheerless atmosphere, stuck like glue
 Jul 2019 Karlie Watson
Ruhee
Dear lovely
Poet, Poetess,

Words & papers
That belongs to you,

Ink & pen
That's made for you,

You write what you love
We read what you write,

Your experience writes
& our love reads,

You are born a consolidator
To all broken souls here,

Miraculous is you
& Miracle are your words,

Go On with your fabulous fingertips that inks
Countless inspirational papers
Even when pen doesn't ink..


Fathima Ruhee
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