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Poem titular: Two words
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Poem titular: Lie to me
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Poem titular: Elowen

Poem titular: Rain

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Poem titular: Fare

Poem titular: The pale rider
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Roses are red
Roses are red
Violets are blue,
I travel through dreams
just to see your face.

Roses are red
Violets are blue,
My eyes met many eyes
but only got lost in yours.

Roses are red
Violets are blue,
Your eyes hold everything
my soul thirst for.

Roses are red
Violets are blue,
If the world is made according
to my pen, we'll always be together.

Roses are precious
Violets are beautiful
Daises are amazing
So that you are.

Abdulrazak Muhammed ✍️
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Devil's progeny
Ugliest life to wrestle
I've been through the toughest
that I know I will win,
Some proclaim to be tamed in it

Not knowing they are so blessed
to be outside the cover,
I'm discovered in the drought
losing a blessed thought to stake,

Reared in a garden owing the substance a debt,
The night to rest
turns to a deck of perilous path,
Shafting words to ear of the deaf.

Hail to the scary life I once live
that look like I've got the devil
on my shoulder making the odd to live
so low like I'm his progeny.

Abdulrazak Muhammed ✍️
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In the mist
My life feels as if
it's concealed in mist,
Shrouded with the darkest night
and blinded in a mischievous night,
Who is a foe and who is a friend?
Or is everyone around me a foe,
a friend or neither?

I can't tell,
Is the one approaching me through
the mist a friend or a foe?
Will I be saved or destroyed?
The truth is fragile,
That even the faintest
mist can hide it.

Abdulrazak Muhammed ✍️
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