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Oh! Bleeding Heart Of Mine…

25 Monday Jun 2012

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Oh! Bleeding Heart Of Mine…

Oh! bleeding heart of mine…
Sore and all bruised,
Hurt and so misused.
Like to soothe you,
But my throat is so sore… Continue reading →

New Morning New Hope…

23 Saturday Jun 2012

Posted by pimminag in Fantasy, Love, Mother, Self Reflection

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bringing, day, dew, extends, glowing, hands, new, poetry, promising, together, up, wake, want

New Morning New Hope…

We all wake up every morning to a new day,
Opening our eyes we see new vibrant archway.
The sun peeps through the sky to bring us the warmth,
Putting our life, and bringing up all our hopes together. Continue reading →

The Cruel Nature…

23 Saturday Jun 2012

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beats, days, direction, God, hands, inside, lead, long, nature, nights, nothing, poetry

The Cruel Nature…

The nature seems to be cruel to us.
Days and nights being extremely long,
Uncontrollable things not in our hands.
A question asked God every day, Continue reading →

Mystery Of A Beauty…

10 Sunday Jun 2012

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Mystery Of A Beauty…

Beauty passes through your eyes,
And touches your soul and heart.
The second it introduces to your eyes,
It skips a beat of your beating heart. Continue reading →

The Beauty Of A Poem…

08 Friday Jun 2012

Posted by pimminag in Fantasy, Passion, Spiritual

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alone, beauty, birds, boldly, dreamland, eyes, flowers, frogrance, garden, hands, holding, journey, music, paint, painting, poem, poetry, smell, sorrow

The Beauty Of A Poem…

The beauty of a poem is…
When it can make you paint  without holding a brush in your hands.
Can make you listen to the music without any instruments or a band.
It can bring you to a garden of roses and humming birds  to hear. Continue reading →

Buried Dreams…

05 Tuesday Jun 2012

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beats, changes, dreams, fists, hands, heart, hold, pain, poetry, shattered, slipped, tight, unrealistic, wrapped

Buried Dreams…

Few dreams I had wrapped in my lashes,
And hide them in my eyes and buried in my heart beats.
May be they were a bit over-size and unrealistic,
Tried my best to make them alive but never could. Continue reading →

Passion’s Play…

05 Tuesday Jun 2012

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beautiful, blood, delight, flooded, gush, hands, kiss, night, passion, perfection, pins, play, poetry

Passion’s Play…

It was a beautiful night,
In his arms I felt delight.
His hands rolled on my silky skin,
His fingers touched me like pins. Continue reading →

Ya Rabbul Alameen…

31 Thursday May 2012

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alone, Ameen, could, dua, family, forget, get, guide, hands, help, life, Lord, nothing, one, poem, poetry, prayer, Rabbul, rough, through, true, want

Ya Rabbul Alameen…

Alone as I am, no one who can take care of me,
No one to help me and no one can pull me through.
But how could I ever forget I have His hand on me,
My Father,My Lord who will guide me to what I want to be. Continue reading →

Hope To Be Together…

31 Thursday May 2012

Posted by pimminag in Fantasy, Love

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day, hands, miss, one, place, poetry, smile, special, talk, thought, time

Hope To Be Together…

I think of you no matter what time or place,
Just a thought of you puts a smile on my face.
I like even when we talk so brief,
It is a hope to be together I keep. Continue reading →

The Moon In My Hands…

30 Wednesday May 2012

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 The Moon In My Hands…

The dream I was dreaming from long.
Today is the day it came along…
The night I was dreaming all the while,
Today it came to me with eyes down and a smile. Continue reading →

Walk With Faith…

25 Friday May 2012

Posted by pimminag in Spiritual

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believe, courage, eyes, faith, feet, going, hands, keep, minute, perfection, poetry, precise, reach, walk, work

Walk With Faith…

I was swayed away from,
My path when I had the doubts.
All I did was gathered courage,
And I step out of it unafraid. Continue reading →

Future In The Air…

22 Tuesday May 2012

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Future In The Air…

We live in the future,
The air, the wind is our future…
We can breathe the air but cannot see,
No one can tell future how hard you try to see…
Our future is scattered in the air, Continue reading →

Love Came Through…

15 Tuesday May 2012

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Love Came Through…

The time went so still,
The candle almost died.
Just three words in the air,
We sat for hours sitting there. Continue reading →

How Can I Forget?…

11 Friday May 2012

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How Can I Forget?…

How can I ever forget that touch of the hands,
Holding me safe when I was born?
How can I ever forget those hands,
Helped me take my first step? Continue reading →

Dreams Will Live Again…

08 Tuesday May 2012

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again, alive, breathe, clouds, dark, grsb, hands, poetry, sore, thousand, walls, whirling

Dreams Will Live Again…

The sky is full of dark clouds,
In which all my dreams got lost.
Once they sore to the sky when alive,
Now they are shattered in pieces. Continue reading →

My Hope…

05 Saturday May 2012

Posted by pimminag in Despair, Fantasy, Self Reflection

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break, breeze, burn, cool, does, dream, hands, lighter, never, poetry, sinking, slipping, soul, sunshine, want

My Hope…

It is a distant vision,
Dying dreams for me.
My soul tired,
Drowning and sinking. Continue reading →

My First Pray For My Baby…

30 Monday Apr 2012

Posted by pimminag in Love, Mother, Relationships

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come, demands, gentle, hands, house, keep, lips, little, memories, patience, poetry, room, years

My First Pray For My Baby…

Give me patience when little hands,
Tug at me with small demands,
Give me gentle words and smiling eyes
And keep my lips from sharp replies, Continue reading →

Be Together…

30 Monday Apr 2012

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Be Together…

I always have been making mistakes all the way,
And now I am sitting empty hands what to say?
I am shattered in bits and pieces now,
Using so harsh words for you, how could I have done? Continue reading →

Flying Without Wings…

24 Tuesday Apr 2012

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beautiful, bright, ears, fly, fun, glare, hands, hurt, love, poetry, season, strong, whisper, wings

Flying Without Wings

Flying Without Wings…

Walking through the seasons,
Friendship takes me over.
Coming close to me,
With soft beautiful hands. Continue reading →

Behind The Clock…

24 Tuesday Apr 2012

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crazy, devotion, embrace, everyday, false, fantasy, far, gentle, hands, hold, hollowness, invaded, invisibility, passing, poetry, strange, time, touch, walls, whisper

Behind The Clock

Behind The Clock…

Hiding below the surface of reality,
Have found refugee in the hands of fantasy.
Illusion is what lies ahead,
Stimulating my crazy head. Continue reading →

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