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Apply yourself better
You can make the grade
Put more focus on your studies
There is more knowledge for you to gain
Do not waste your time
And be a fool
Open those books
Edify yourself and be cool
 Nov 2016 Safwan Barnawi
Pea
I am adding more and more poems
No matter what they are supposed to be called
No matter what numbers would define them
This is a life; not yet mine, but
I am building a home
A place where I can feel safe
A place where I can feel ugly
without being ashamed of it
Here is a life; not yet mine, but
I am still fighting
I am fighting
And I am planning to win.
I am afraid,
in a way I haven't been before.

I am afraid
of the way people fall out of the sky,

I am afraid
of the way people disappear into the sea

without saying goodbye;
Suddenly the loss
feels like a snake

slithering from across the room;
venom in his blood
and names on his tongue.

I am afraid
of the way people find themselves
at the bottom of the barrel.

And I
am scraping
at the end of it.
RIP Mr. Robin Williams.
 (July 21, 1951 – August 11, 2014) 

The first loss I have known.
Love is either to be burnt or burn
Beauty gives it a beautiful turn
This is an action ,strong and stern
This is the lesson of life we learn

This is what is set of holy showers
Where fruit cherishes on bowers
An uphill task like real high towers
It is a spring in bloom with flowers

All colors merge to be like rainbow
Life in real shape to glow and grow
All dangles but on beloved's eyebrow
This is all what life has just to show

Let me praise in you beauty of the lord
Let me cherish my beloved the reward
It is not easy job but uphill task so hard
As a lover I know the price of the card

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
 Oct 2016 Safwan Barnawi
Nathan
When I die...
I'm not expecting a heaven.
I'm not expecting a hell.
I'm not expecting anything, just peace.
Maybe if I took my life I would find out.
There's nothing I crave more than peace.
I'm the soul blame of every problem.
Or that's the way it's seen.
Can that be the answer?
Bittersweet release
Wandering silently
though the wilderness woods,
far and away from the potholes
of well beaten pathways
The soft breeze slowly moves
the shadows cast in the moonlit night,
past the thorny bramble vines of time.
Wildlife paths illuminated by starlight
adorn the alluring wooded trail
Secluded pathways foraged by natural instinct,
ancestral prudence and intuition's guide

Each shadow drawn willingly
into a deeper enlightening journey
As if synchronicity united hearts
learning to speak minds
The depths of undaunting transparency
rendezvous with awakening breath
Looking back .., softly questioning
life withdrawn in discontent;
exhaling an unashamed freedom without regret
Lost in perpetual motion, found in heart
Separate souls illuminated by the moon
stood alone yearning for the touch
of healing light

Ardor of hope shines an inward light
as moonlight restlessly slumbers,
passion blushes in radiant colour
The night has a thousand coquettish eyes
shining on practical mysticism
The laughing owls of midnight
Echo allusions of crystal clear reverie
Stirred by swirling tempest breeze
showering down from high endeavors
where treetops  pierce the constellations
Wisps of the twilight sky unfurl stardust dewdrops
drunk by earth’s thirsting sod
Nocturnal Cricket’s rhythmus acoustical wings
very quietly chirping a bashful courting song

Laughter rings out,
blissfully released,
like the joy of a shameless child
Nature sways with a gentle motion
Her leafy arms groan and moan the silent toil
as she holds up the weight of the celestial unfoldment
Moonlight moves across the dappled shadows
budding love born beneath her branches.

Two shadows embrace as one
emerging rapturously
from the tantalizing wilderness oasis
Reborn as naked as the free
mesmerized by the enchanting forest's spell...
stepping in a bit deeper for an adult swim
under the enchanting allure of a full,
blossoming, hunter moon...
HAVE YOU HEARD THAT YOU ARE THE BEST?  I DESIRE TO BE AROUND YOU, WHEN I HAVE TO REST.
HAVE YOU HEARD THAT YOU'RE THE ONE I LOVE?  I FOUND IT LONG AGO, FROM THE FATHER ABOVE.
HAVE YOU HEARD, I HAVE AN EYE JUST FOR YOU?  I DEPEND UPON YOUR STRENGTH, SO I CAN MAKE IT THROUGH.
HAVE YOU HEARD YOU ARE UNIQUE IN YOUR STYLE?  WHEN I SEE YOU COMING, I BEGAN TO SMILE.
HAVE YOU HEARD YOU ARE NEVER IN THE WAY?  PLEASE STAY BY MY SIDE, EACH AND EVERYDAY.
BY, AUTHOR & POET,  SANDRA JUANITA NAILING

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