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Amitie Abedi Poems
When I see people around Fighting and arguing for vile Things of the world, I just smile, Laugh till I lie down on the ground.
Power of love
The barrier of the distance Pushes me to be a deep dreamy, Thoughtful guy, friend of patience And mad of your sweet and creamy
A bright star
A bright star
Do not cry
When I would start my endless journey, To go where your goods and money Would not be needed any longer, honey And undecaying joy would water my steps
My dream when having a nap
My tiredness was so deep That I just had a good sleep In this sunny, hot evening In which I saw your nice lip
I am proposing
I AM PROPOSING Most men in our planet Dreams only how to get
Fruits of one tree
The colour of our skin, The skin that everyone Has outraged and exposed To winter, summer
I have visited many countries And regions around the planet Earth, where I have honestly met Every sort of nature, heard stories,
Have you honestly ever gone Shopping and you do not know What to get, as everything is snow, I mean nice and neat? Have you done
We're, her and I, like air, impalpable And, like fire, really untouchable! ! We are, you'll accept it, as invisible As a sound but, like cold, perceptible.
Simply why 2
They always devilishly pretend, Oh they believe to be smart, to be Nicer than angels when they intend To sting furiously like an angry bee.
Simply why 1
SIMPLY WHY 1 When one of them dies The entire world must shake.
I have perennially been in gloom Where reign woes and danger. I have been sold to a stranger And locked in a slavery hell's room.
The only and special Thing he could die for,
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When I see people around
Fighting and arguing for vile
Things of the world, I just smile,
Laugh till I lie down on the ground.
When I hear people crying
For useless things, I shake my head,
Blame that phi and pity one who's dying
Around the globe for water and bread
They haven't. As a wiser passenger
Who lives on earth for a short time,
As an obedient and clever stranger,
I would do my best to avoid crime
And sins. I would prepare to return
Where I came from, where I'd live
Forever. Hell's fire then wouldn't burn
Me. Steven Job ...