Cheme Doma Poems

The class starts off with a lively buzz.
To add more spark the teacher shares her numerous jokes, everybody laughs and giggles.
Although the view may not be pleasant to one's eye we dwell near the window. The learned one keeps on preaching.
I see the familiar posture of my mate.
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Curtain of darkness smothering me,
The chilly night engulfs me.
I stare up at the sky and see the stars,
Thousands and millions for hours and hours.
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The sky is the ocean and we dwell under it.
We are the fishes in the sea.
We want to know whats there beyond the sky.
Death like a bait lures us and we fall for it.
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People admire the beauty of a maple when its leaves bleach from red, green to yellow.
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