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All your armies,
All your soldiers,
All your tanks,
All your guns,
Against a boy, holding a stone
Standing there, all alone
In his eyes,
I see the sun,
I see the moon,
And I wonder,
I only wonder,
Who is weak?
And who is strong?
Who is right?
And who is wrong?
I wish and only wish
That the truth had a tongue.
Dedicated to the children exposed to the wars. I haven't written it. Just read it somewhere and wanted to share it with you.
Sorry*  Mom  for  being  a  hopeless   daughter
For  not  being  able  to    share  your­   burden
For  being  so  childish
For  being  a  ­bad  girl
Your  only  girl
Sorry  Dad  for  not ­ being   pretty
For  being  so  stupid
For  being  a  bur­den
For  being  a  worry
For  not   being  an   intelligent  girl
Your  only  girl
Sorry  Mom  and­  Dad  for   being  a  disappointment
For  being  your  girl
Yo­ur  only  *girl
 Jan 2015 YoungGentleman17
Annie
Once in my life
I saw a divine

Eyes fluttering like leaves
Throbbing my heart beat

Pretty little smirk
No bad intentions ,no dirt

Flushed cheeks
Hair so sleek

My archangel , a holy soul
When made a sound ,not a leaf felt alone

For a while , I sensed Heaven
Descending down, tonight at eleven
As an appreciation for the beautiful people that God has created.
See with an eye  of  wisdom,
Yet you'll fail to understand the reality,
Drag the lies until their skin bleed,
Yet you'll fail to expose the reality,
No matter what you do to make them believe,
Deception  is the only reality.
In today's world,  deception is the only reality.
When you are able to understand the truth it's too late.
If you preach the truth, people would say either you are a liar or a mental case.
Because we believe in what we see.
And we only see what we want to see.
When*   I  wake  up  and  get  ready
For  a  new  day­  to  start
You  kiss  my  forehead  and  call  ­me,  "My  son!"
Mother  I  know  you  love  me
­And  I  am  your  only  star
I  know  you  are­  afraid  to  lose  me
And  father's  heart  throb­s  too
But I  have  to  go  outside  and  Learn­  something  new
I  see  those  protectors  who  ­beat  the  blinds
I  see  those  protectors  who  ­beat  the  children
I  see  how  they  protect  ­us
And  perform  their  duty
Mother  don't  be  a­fraid  of  this
To  die  is  my  duty
You  can­  not  protect  me  outside
They'll  beat  me  too­
If  I  fight  for  my  right
O  Mother!  Hug ­ me  tight
Because  God  knows
This  might  be  ­my  last  *night!
Protector here means Police.
Pakistan's so called Police is also no less than terrorism itself.
How*  does  it  feel  like
when  you  carry  a  ­bag  full  of  books?
I  hope  that  it  doesn't  feel  like  a  burden  as  it  looks­,

I  wish  to  study  just  like  you,
scamperin­g  towards  the  school   before  the  first  bell  in  a  crew,

But  you­  know  what  I  do?
infront  of  your  school  ­I  sit  and   polish  your  *shoe!
Education is the right of every child.
Earning money is the responsibility of parents.
You'll never remember
the bad when
you're in the
good

But you'll always
remember the good
when you're in
the bad

Pain is the
greatest necessity
of pleasure

©
I don't know how much more I can take
You complaining of your body's pain and its aches
You are in agony every day, you say
But you still do nothing, no nothing will change

I can't be your mother
I'm only your lover
The one who is there
When you don't have another

But you're killing me
With the pain you won't resolve
You said you've tried
But I still say go on

Go search for a doctor
Go on till you find
The medicine that will help you
It is worth the time

I can't be your pills
I can't help your pain
I can't make you change
You'll still stay the same

You'll only change
If you want to be
Another version of yourself
Then you'll be free

I can't take this much longer
Screaming when it is no use
Its not my body
It's yours, so you choose

But know I can't cope
With seeing you stagnant
So change or don't
But don't complain about it
So frustrated.
She is of the water
Of some ungrounded, unexplored region
She is something that could slip right through your fingers
You can see it in her clear blue eyes

He is of nature
Unmoving, unchanging, and strong
He is something that could last forever
You can see it in his hazel eyes

Yet, she is a girl raised in the mountains
And he, raised by ocean tides
Perhaps what first gravitated them toward each other
Lived far within their eyes
I'm really liking the punny title
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