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Many days
I do not read any newspaper
Even do not see television
At all
Many days have gone
After You
I do not read any poetry

How to feel that since this morning!
Repeatedly hear identifying tunes on the air

Your arrival in the sky,
The air reverberates
Looks like another day
In the Paradise,
In another song,
Which brings the soul
The Aroma

Everyone is coming out
From all sides
Young Old
Babies Boys
Women Men
Everyone
Everyone is clapping
Singing the song of the same tune
This song is not the song of Rain
Not even a lamentation

The Southern breeze whispering your words
Slowly Said,
The Little Tailor Bird
No, No,
Not such a summer afternoon
Not even a hurricane warning

Each of the human eye
Follow the Eastern Sky  
Tireless Eye
Watching the sun,
The Red Sun,
You went to bring dreams for us
From the Sun

Hundreds of thousands of people
In his next question
Hand with Flower
Shoulder to Shoulder
Today will be the day of strangers,
The poet will come
We are standing in the flowers
Fist full of dreams to take

Float in the sky with white clouds
My dreams are calling again
Today is not such an Autumn
But Still feel like an Autumn
Indeed,  
The poet will come,
A poem in the New

Where each word will be spoken dream
Love to be evacuated
Poems that will repay
The debt to my Ancestor
Take revenge on thee
For their injustice,
Torture
Poems that would bring the stars
For our next generation
A poem that would bring the red rose for my darling,
Would bring such a smile to my mother's face
As Moon that smile
And that is simply killed false dreams
Will we ever Released
Sing Freedom Songs

The Poet,
My beloved Poet
You will come,
Will surely come
And will recite your immortal poem
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@ Musfiq us shaleheen

We come across people
Some have known all our lives, some we don't even know their name
But for those we know, they could be strangers
We don't know if they're in any pain

This may be a person you know
They're everyone around us
They need help, they're sinking low

There's the girl with the scars on her wrist
She's never felt good enough
She puts up a wall keeping people from her
She lets no one in, they can't see that her life is tough

This may be a person you know
They're everyone around us
They need help, they're sinking low

There's the boy with the black hoodie
He uses drugs to escape
He hates everyone
No one can see his life is dark behind that black drape

This may be a person you know
They're everyone around us
They need help, they're sinking low

She tries to cut away the pain
She's caught in the rain
He tries to lose control of what he's feeling
Little by little his sanity is fleeing

This may be a person you know
They're everyone around us
They need help, they're sinking low

**All of this we may never know

To find true strength
One feels they must look everywhere
But don't look in other people
This will not work, I swear
Look in your own soul
And tell me what you've found
You've found the strength you really need
There is no need to look around

The strength within is the greatest out there
It can lift a hurting person
And heal a broken heart
Lead someone to a new decision
Unite the pieces of a person falling apart

This strength is not found on the outside
But on the inside, where it counts
In the heart and in the mind
It can help you find peace
If it is what you wish to find

We search for this thing,
Beautiful and true,
Who knows if you'll find it,
It may not belong to you,
If you're lucky to have it,
Keep it close to your heart,
And pray to God life won't tear you apart.
This thing is called true love,
But does it exist?
Is it real?
It could be a myth.
We fantasize about this thing,
But maybe it only belongs in dreams