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in the dawn of our lives
expecting a bright lovely sunrise 
unexpectedly a disturbance of day
comes to darken the way

harsh wind blows so hard
and clouds fly so dark
lightning  begins to spark 
and strike a burning mark

water of the sky heavily pours 
and sips inside closed doors
rises and tries to ready itself
and floods the way with cries

tears of hate and pains of hurt
bloodied wounds and stains of dirt
all will be talking inside your heart
when a survival is going  to start 

wishing the sun would not set
and turn the dark to day
lives have their twists and turns
the fire has some waste to burn…



A page of my life…

Koronadal, Surallah 008 (2)

a river overflowed its thorny banks
pouring the rains  with some faithful thanks
this once arid river was a stretch of sand
no flowers no birds have made home this land
suddenly the clouds so dark made the entrance
invited the wind and lightning making a stand
this deserted forest of rocks and waves of dust
burst fort a paradise of lives, bliss and trust…