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My Mother My Younger

My Mother My Younger

A Poem by sayimadreamer13


Clouds above, swirl. Night is dead. Draw near mother, heed my younger. His life co-exist with the flux of my heart. May things above guide him..
Ajustment to injustice

Ajustment to injustice

A Poem by sayimadreamer13


Unaware, awake. Dawn, sit, ponder this civilized world. Adolescent float among famine, unimaginable pool. Began to breath, old disputes drowned ..
loss

loss

A Poem by sayimadreamer13


The day you passed away, my tears froze inside. Complete disbelief, nobody to justify. This life of deceit, a small pond of compromise. Wild flo..
Tell them

Tell them

A Poem by sayimadreamer13


This is a poem about losing my mother
Walking

Walking

A Poem by sayimadreamer13


walking, walking, always somewhere to go, walking, always running, running, we are walking right to the grave. Craig Morris
I say this to you, I love you

I say this to you, I love you

A Poem by sayimadreamer13


this is a poem about love