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Mateen Manek May 2015
I've seen their love bloom
Like a spring morning with no
Fear of their autumn,
As if it could not exist.
The title suggests that this poem is a Haiku, but I would like to clarify that it is not. It is called Haiku for the reason that I released it in a series that was predominantly Haikus, and the form of this poem was based off of the structure.
Mateen Manek May 2015
The leaves were dancing
In the spot he used to be;
She felt emptiness.
Mateen Manek May 2015
Matches and fires, sticks with barbed wires;
Chaos and fear run happily and free.
Great big men in suits, and other liars,
Will be the first amongst you who will flee.

But amongst the chaos you see a group of hands;
You see they are locked; strong and unbreakable.
Barbarians smash their legs where they stand;
But peace can never be broken so long as to it you are faithful.

Those without fear and hatred, only love,
Will stand together and watch as their group grows.
Through all the hatred, rises a dove
And as she flies, you will see that evil hath froze.

But this can never happen so long as we hate;
Imagine the power and the difference we could make.

— The End —