Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Once Young, Now Old Comments

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I face myself in the mirror
Trying to escape the horror
That caused my hair to be grey
Was it the sorrows of every night and every day?
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Naima Atba 08 November 2011

thank you for having commented on my poems sister...yours are very lovely, good luck and wish me the same... contact me, it would be nice to have friends in one's own country... bye*

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Med boug 07 March 2011

I face myself in the mirror Trying to escape the horror That left me with ruins of a smile And prevented me from climbing any higher wise words.. and indeed it's an horror to find one's 'hair to be grey' without acheaving what was expected 'once young'.

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Mohammad Akmal Nazir 22 February 2011

That was fantastic. Very beautifully and skilfully written. Actually our guilty conscious makes us think certain things. It's our destiny as well as our own shortcomings (they are, too, driven by our destiny) make us realize our losses when the damage is done. Very poignant write indeed. If time permits, please read my poem 'My ultimate companion.' Take care Akmal

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