I am forced again to face life itself
How come life's hands are so strong?
How do they always turn my face?
Oh, I wish I were blindfolded,
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Wonderful poem Amin. I can hardly believe that you are just learning to write poetry in the English language. Very beautiful. Sincerely, Mary
Great poem Amin, I enjoyed readin it. It touched me. Keep writing! Khodahafez, Mahnaz Zardoust-Ahari
Hello Amin I like this poem very much. You speak of love from the heart. Keep up the good work. Regards David
My city under my feet, and moon right above my head Both wounded like me, had seen a long time, But again I don't look under or above, I stare at the horizon, For I am the silly clown whom thinks His perfect lover is yet to come..........life is anotehr name for continuity and that has to be realizedwith full view... yes full love has yet to come and tht is what is expected from wise man to underrstand the secrets of life... lovelypoem......10 read mine, , , , you an dme... mary to marry..i miss.. miss i miss u