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Pepper FlossA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman BeyAnarchy= Illumination |
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Noble Drew SaidA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman BeyInspired by the Hadith of Noble Drew Ali and the album Distant Cousins by Damien Marley and Nas |
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No Longer FreeA Poem by Peter ThomasIn a society with so much control and pressure into the status quo.Just how free are we really? |
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Freedom and what's beyondA Chapter by Saddam Abu GhaidaI keep asking myself “is there any clear definition of freedom ,what does it mean to be free , what is the difference between being free and.. |
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BelieveA Poem by SomeoneSomewhereA poem about believing in yourself. Enjoy!! xx |
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The MirrorA Book by Saddam Abu Ghaida |
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The FatherA Chapter by Saddam Abu GhaidaThere was a kid who was born and raised among contradicted family, the Father was well educated, had a charismatic personality, passionate, self-mo.. |
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The MotherA Chapter by Saddam Abu GhaidaShe used to wake up early morning to prepare the morning coffee for the Father, put the breakfast for her kids, go for grocery shop to collect the.. |
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Broken WingA Poem by UntitledI dont know how this one came to me, I just wrote. |
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Let Anarchy RingA Poem by Devon PosleyI wrote this poem about a year ago for a contest, just thought I'd share it. Enjoy! |
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FreedomA Story by MandersI wrote this in February... a few weeks after I separated with my husband... I can now tell you all, and am happy to announce, that I have found the.. |
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Dubhe LightA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman BeyInspired by the star Alpha Ursae Majoris |
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JourneyA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman BeyA perfect night |
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Forget Religion. Remember Love.A Poem by The ImaginariumStrangely this poem actually came to me in a dream, in Dec 2010. I woke up in the middle of the night and wrote it all out. It must be for someone out.. |
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The Stain And The EraserA Poem by Chris TaylorThis poem is written to the Lord as an offering of thankfulness for all that he has done for me. |
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Moon CaressA Poem by kera moondustI've always thought light to water is what fingers are to ones body. |
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Book of MeA Poem by JamesI began with a blank slatevolumes filled while becoming a manAs I growthe novel expandssteering me towards an unknown fateI create my own destinyblind.. |
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