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My mom's hands had become wrinkled and old
But to me, they were still, precious as gold
They still could soothe us with a touch
I valued their ability, so very much
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Never shall I commit an act that is rash
Never shall I sell my soul for cash
The path to hell is rosy
I very well know it's true
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When nature calls
How do you feel
Do you, your city layers, peel
And throw them on the grass so green
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Nothing hurts more than a harsh, unkind word
From the mouths of people unnecessarily frank and pert
Insulting others is to be avoided at any cost
Speak one sentence, and then you're as good as lost.
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Darling, if you would just say that you love me
Then I would no longer have to ask on a bended knee
For your fair hand, which is fairer than the swan
No longer would I sigh, right from night to dawn.
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Snow-white clouds decorate the sky
They are fluffy and fleecy, and pleasant to the eye
They are the silver linings on many a gray morn
When you lazily wake up, stifling a yawn.
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The red eye of the sun took at last look over the earth
For it, could not, its gaze from it, avert
And then, with a final farewell it disappeared
As quickly as the flight of a tiny humming bird
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Let's all see what the farmer does
When Spring is in its bloom
He ploughs the soil with all his might
And then, for the seed, makes room.
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On my evening walk
The grass strewn with flowers
My attention does block
Till I look up at our towers
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I will dance in the sun
And continue to have fun
And even in the rain
I will smile through my pain
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Your eyes are like mirrors of the deep
Fathom upon fathom of emotions do peep
Your eyes are like mirrors of the sky
They flash like lightning, before they cry…
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I see, I see, two tears in your eyes
They are for your sons, your worthy young boys
With whom you have shared your sorrows and your joys
And to whom you are bound with unbreakable ties.
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We should never molest
The denizens of our forest
Since they have a right
To live in peace too.
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As we continue studying, we accumulate knowledge
Through teacher and professors in school and in college
And the more that we study, the more do we know
The more does our horizon or knowledge grow
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15.

The plane sped by
In the blue majestic sky
And as it roared by
I could not restrain a sigh
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The wonders of the Universe are clearly displayed
By each and every thing, even a simple little blade
For the source behind every single thing is God
Who is the only universal Lord.
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Bright came the dawn
Tripping across the lawn
Over the lake and hill
And over the window sill
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The dew
Sparkling on the leaves
That hang on the tree
Which stands in the wood
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19.

White fluffy clouds of silvery sheen
Which in the sky, are off and on, seen
Capture the heart of people of every race
And with their snow-like whiteness, do, the onlookers, daze.
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The sunshine fell partly on the green leaves
And sped quickly downwards as grain through the sieves
The impact it made, cannot be here, expressed
And the feeling of joy it evoked, could not be quite suppressed
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The Best Poem Of Nafisa SB

Mom's Hands

My mom's hands had become wrinkled and old
But to me, they were still, precious as gold
They still could soothe us with a touch
I valued their ability, so very much

These hands had cooked many a dish
They had helped fulfil many a wish
They had laboured so hard, day after day
They taught us to work, they taught us to play

They were, in our youth, so capable and strong
They warned with anger, when we did something wrong
They also clapped for us, whenever we won
They helped us play games, and also have fun

They would remain folded, to pray for us, all
We saw them raised to bless us, so we didn't fall
A tazbee* in her hands, was always there,
To remind us of her constant, tender loving care

My mom, alas, is now no more
She has travelled peacefully to the distant shore
But the lessons she taught about right and wrong
Keep inspiring us, and make us strong

[note: Tazbee-prayer beads]

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