leen Akel MNSR Poems

A blessing to the ears
Sometimes takes away your fears
Could be sad
Rarely bad
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Its quiet, its boring
no one ever calling
its dull when its bright
though i have no one to fight
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Wearing shorts
As the wind blows
Running around
As the bee's surround
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stare at them deeply
as they roam around freely
windows to the soul
our eyes never bore
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Pity, that is what i don't want
A letter i got, in a cursive font
'sorry' that is what they all say
I have to hear this every day
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Dear Mrs. cat
I miss you where are you at
I'm looking for you
not knowing what else to do
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You will never get rid of me in this age
Inside me you are increasing the rage
I don't want to let you go
My grip on your hand, stopping the blood flow
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Some, we should all have
Hoping one day we can have a laugh
On that is real for sure
From the heart it should be pure
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It pains me in the heart
Just like a shooting dart
Drowning in a pool
While he is there being all cool
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kill me now
Or leave me to bow
I'm scared and I fear
My torturer will hear
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