asef fakih Biography

There was this throne
jeweled with thorns
a king waited alone
among the sea of mourns.
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Would it be weird
if the long and lonely path of life
seemed like a glimpse
of what I expect.
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If I believed in no end of eternity
If I believed in the flaws of integrity,
will my angels be confused?
Will my poems be refused?
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Indestructibility of conscience
and memories like a painful alliance,
sings a song of utter defiance,
writes a poem of rouge confidence.
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The wrath was pure,
when time seduced the end
to my grave, I was so sure
that the wound would be mend.
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