Category: Poetry
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Glowing and Growing
The more it burns,the more you’ll g l o w.The more it rains,the more you’ll g r o w.
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I am a Beggar of the World
I am a beggar girl, I am a beggar of the world. Don’t give me money, Don’t toss me gold. I only crave my land that is now s o l d . . . I am a beggar girl, I am beggar of the world. No where to stay,…
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Falling Stars
While all the world is asleep And I too close my eyes, My inner ones open To gaze at the soulful skies. The night ocean glimmers Upon the starry shores, A whole place for me To roam and explore. The darkness covers me In a hopeless veil, But light is…






