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Bashir Ali Najar Nov 2018
The moss on the boulder sleek..
The viridescent carpet all grey
Beneath sapling an old man lay ..
Wrinkled face, ripped hands,
Wearing pheran, shabby lands,
Scuffing eyes
Where pain lies !
Beyond tree line
Is the Alpine
The sun always shines...
The Autumn exploring the bottom,
Chinars burning,
Children mourning...
Beyond Chinars is my House,
And that is the place
Where is my Spouse
That is the place
Where is my spouse....

Rayees Ali Najar
Everythig is meant for you paree
a hinterland
there has
corn and
orient ties
in court
with his
golden tight
sweater so
he'd cook
tempura right
with his
catch of
roughy 'bout
now and
in his
kind place
in Montauk
a place in montauk
One day we met,
on this internet.
Our keyboards we typed away,
the things we had to say.
We chatted about our lives,
our triumphs and strides.
Little did we know,
we would let our feeling show.
In each other we have grown to care,
to each other, we are always there.
I am so glad that we met,
on the internet.
We have friendship that is true,
I am thankful that I met you.
Sometimes, it doesn't matter if we don't see each other, what matter is, we are contented on what we have.
preservationman May 2014
My years in my write
Inspiring words that would often excite
It was my inner spirit looking down on the shore
But it was Heaven who called who wanted me to explore
My acquired wisdom I did achieve
My worth of knowledge I want you to receive
God asked me to tell the story of my life
Dr. Angelou answered, “I really need to think twice”
God’s response, “You are in Heaven with plenty of glorified inspiring advice”
Now back track your life in a write
Then I will ask you to recite
Your words on earth brought soothing thoughts of galore
It was almost like the vision of waves hitting the shore
But with a mission to push on
Heaven wants me to write and this is where I belong
Remember my words and what they illustrate
Think on my theory in being involved in movement of participate
My words being powerful in every tense
But I leave you not to be in suspense
It was my persuasion in how I convinced
Now I will be writing in the spirit
My defined encouragement devoted to merit
Pretend you are writing sitting on the shore
Contrasting on a sunset that can’t be ignored
I have given you assurance
Now use my wisdom as your influence
I depart from you now
I know my previous teachings will continue to show you how
I will be gone for quite awhile
Remember me in my smile and my inspiration style.

— The End —