Poems

IF

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If you can keep your head up when everything around you is falling
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
If you can wait and not getting tired of waiting
If you’ve been lied to but not giving to lies
Or been hated and not giving to hating

If you can dream and make goals for it
If you can think and think right
If you can meet with Challenges and Triumph
If you can watch the things you gave your life to break
If you can lose and start again
And build them up with your hands

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue
Walk with kings and be meek
If neither foes nor friends can hurt you
If all men count with you
If you can forgive unconditionally
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it.

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Poems

Fairytale

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I never believed in fairy tales
But you are my fairytale
I never had fantasies
You became my greatest fantasy

Each time you call my name
My heart jumps for joy
The sight of you sends cold down my spines
Your sweet lullaby voice caresses my soul

When we walk together,the whole world stands still
With you by my side all that’s imperfect becomes perfect
I see the light of love in you

You’ve become my fairytale
My greatest fantasy.

Poems

Same

As I walked down the street heading home
I could see so many people but
They all had the same faces

Faces looking like no other but you
Each had your smile on their faces
They had your voice
They walked like you

Everything around me speaks of you
I smiled as I saw them
You have occupied my thought

There isn’t anything compared to you
Your sight glitters my soul
Illuminate my heart
Brightens my eyes

Poems

I Await

As a child yearns for chocolates
I yearned for your arrival
I awaited the day I did hold you in my arms

Give you your first kiss
Be the first to see your cute smile
Touch your little fingers
And watch you take your first step
I awaited your birthday

Habyb was gonna be your name
Beloved
For I awaited your arrival My Beloved
Everyone awaited your birth
Habyb
Beloved
But you never came around

Your cradle still stands
Handmade by your Papa
For he hopes to see you someday
Your socks I had knitted from fine wool lays in it
Habyb
I still await your return
My Beloved

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