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I know this jasmine girl On her tender age, This young and beautiful innocent woman, She is full of misery and pain Who has seen sufferings Beyond comprehensions Since her innocence years A beautiful jasmine girl Whose heart is golden Yet full of life and lights Undeniably brave under Her uncontrollable circumstances. I compared myself with her standing And found no words to describe my stupidity, how much I complain about simple things My silliness for crying rivers for Like to a pinch of a needle or for A scratch under my toenails Or for a seasonal cold or flu Compared to her life threatening Complications and diagnoses Which she is suffering from each day Since her youthful days. I feel her pains cutting through My veins like a double edged knife and Yet unable to do a single thing for her except, wishing, wishing that Just for a blink of a ticking second, I wished to be God For I can take her pains away To see her smile for a day To see her take her first pain free steps Like a little child whose heart melts To her first toy play.
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Sep 10, 2017
Sep 10, 2017 at 5:12 PM UTC
Wished to be God
It’s hard to know, how life goes When we only tend to see, its golden glows Still not satisfied, always aiming high We secluded treasures, lying under our eyes Princess you’re, jasmine flower Growing in the desert, getting less water Your beauty still shines, in withering state You lost not faith, for living with such fate I looked at your eyes Tears filled my eyes To know such beauty, is hidden away And suddenly can fade, at any given day I try to compose you, words of delight And pray as I could, with my open heart Your stubborn bravery, for many to see Hoping that one day, fine you will be You’re teaching me a lot, to really be thankful God’s funny way, when he send you my angel I want to hold your hands, walk you by the beachside So you forget your pains, that are hidden inside But, my heart skips a beat, with your radio silence For I’m not next to you, to make sure your existence I hope you are very well, dancing with the wind Send me your silly invites, so I can hold your hand, Together on the beach, we can dance on the sand jobiranyc (11/23/2017)
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Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 3:28 AM UTC
Jasmine Flower