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"religously" poems
Humans tend to destroy everything that is pure and heavenly. I reside in Lebanon, a paradise. But since people abhor each other religously, the city has fallen and it cannot rise. So I watch them **** each other's lives rapidly, and I smile to myself because it's like watching mice. Mice trying to steal a rotten piece of cheese, but little do they know, that it's a trap, made by the old big black cat! Once the mice reach the cheese, the cat will devour them. "Such a sad story." I say aloud. And god answers, "A sad story indeed."
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Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 4:00 AM UTC
Lebanon: The Tragedy of The Mice.
I'll do nothing... bad in life that will make my mother cry. You can disgrace me, debase me, tie me to a railroad track. But once the tears flow from my beloved mother, there's no putting them back. I'll do nothing, bear this in mind and hear it, I'll do nothing that will diminish her spirit. I wont let evil near it. I'll honor her by being like her, and proudly cheer it. A mother is nurture, she is the birth of nature. A teacher not a taker, a mentor not a faker. The ultimate God given talent, a human being maker. She forsakes hers for the needs of yours, with dreams of high aspirations of her off- spring for, nothing less, till their health and happiness soar. Who else in this jaded, complicated, world gives unconditional love. Who else has you in their thoughts expressly, wantonly. Who else has you in their thoughts religously, constantly. Concerned about your wants and needs, worries and dreads, doesn't want to pry, so she prays for you instead. Who else. No one else! I'll do nothing bad in life that will make my mother cry.
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Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 7:55 PM UTC
I'll do Nothing...on Mothers Day
I gave you reason to hate me, an a little to resent we. My presence goes without mention but my absence is judged like the last day on your earth. Made u smile religously an now you don't see the glow in me ,is it because I'm a reflection of who you thought you were or is it coz i caught the drift you tried so hard to pass to me ,now you back complaining about how I haven't changed an you forget how you use to "love" this old me . Do me a favour say hello to the women the girl infront of me use to be
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Oct 14, 2013
Oct 14, 2013 at 7:41 PM UTC
The stranger infront of me