Fayeda T. K.

Oh my teacher...
let me praise you,
for you sprouted me out,
from a darkened life.
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'Mother, why papa is so strict...? ! '
'for our betterment, my child..'
'okey..., why you suffer all miseries..? '
': it's my fate...dear...'
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This shadow
fell upon the sunny yard,
dark and fairy shapes,
flowing..then rounding into one..
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1. I would have not asked these,
my beloved God, to you,
If you created me beautifully like Sarah;
my playmate who give me chocolates
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You start breathing,  
When you start hearing what your heart has to say. 

You start living when you no longer worry,
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When the noon gets down,
when the sunshine,
changes it's direction,
when i was tasting,
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As my life was a country boat,
My father rowed me,
he kept the paddle much safely.
I never thought about a storm,
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I loved her,
when I said, 'I love you'
I am not the criminal...
you say to your father,
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This is my garden,
flowered roses..
with thorns in arms,
but surrounded with-
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Don't tell me to sing any song.
you would ask to sing from joy,
I can't ever find harmony with your-
hopes, and it's not a euphony.
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weeping pen,
sorrowing words...
drumming heart..
I can't ink,
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Rain is sky's...
harvest was soil's,
You are mine.
red, brown, green, yellow...
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when you told me;
'i love you,
for this reasons, and such reasons..'
I was unaware;
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Once upon in my life,
i had a spring...
which brought me often,
the smell of roses...
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I'm being disgusted
myself!
my words....
thoughts....likenesses...
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I was a little girl,
wearing a tiny skirt,
It was somewhere in my past;
out of the thousand, wide and vast canvases,
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I don't know
from which vista
i hold your hands
to my life
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Ninety nine times,
I miss you.
perhaps, one time,
I don't bother about you.
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A mirror is there in the heart,
and a framed snap in it.
myself and you.
I ne'er allow to make a new smile.
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splitting into two,
by thoughts and desires,
I'm in the deserts,
you're in another.
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