~ Back and Fro ~

Wave-worn Driftwood, Little Talbot Island State Park, Florida, a photo by MR MARK | photography on Flickr.

Tough times comes back and fro
You are the waves
That is telling me
Tears and pain tinkling foam
Touches my sand grains
Tough times retreats away
Yet some had been absorbed
Within these grains without knowing
I have learned my lessons
What I have missed learning at school
That pain at times inhabits our soul
You ought to stand against these waves
The reality is weaves will continue
To go back and fro
In acceptance of this fate
But I yield not to the pain

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~Sarah White~

~Sarah White~

She was all the art that I knew

Filled, her life and others with nothing else but art

Her passion for Oman translated in her touches

The paints, colors that was her momentum of life

But, she never stopped there..

She inspired people like me..

Who never new that art can blend

In all forms and kind to touch one thing

Our humanity above all

To what she truly believed in

Art for giving

Sarah your life was an inspiration

You will carry on within us …

 

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~Raindrop Falls~

Raindrops on a Leaf, a photo by 1963chris on Flickr.

I was there all falling
Searching for a hero to save me
I kept falling, and falling
There were no hands to reach me
In midst of the fall, it became so clear
As I was going down, I’m all alone in this fall
Then the urge to survive on my own
Became the will stronger than myself
I plunged for life,
Taking what seems to be the last breath of air
Oh, God, I could  feel the strength
A miracle that arrived to me
Bringing a realization that I’m blessed falling here
Like raindrops ought to fall
The fall is not the end
Its actually the beginning
Raindrops fall for a reason
Nourishing whatever it touch
I’m no longer afraid to touch the ground
That is how I go on towards surviving

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The Pebbles

My Baby

Source: Uploaded by user via Nasra on Pinterest

As You Dream

As you sleep, you keep me awake

I pray,  that you will dream

Of what will keep your smile

I will be there to frame the moment in my mind

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~Burned Page~

Burning Page 5/365, a photo by George Arnaldo on Flickr.

Is over or it at the beginning ..as the new year unfolds ...going on second year of being so far .... Yet..Emotionally connected ..the hassle is yet not over yet or at least at my end.. What is emotionally connected I wonder and where you keep that line and you confirm emotionally detached ...

~Burned Page~

If you know how much I want write a poetry about you
The ordeal of a woman connected or detached
The paraphrases of you and who you are
The lingering into your world
The urge to slash away
Yet two apart connected in a chain
A ring that I do not understand
A meaningless of love and hate
Tide yet untied ..the list goes on
Of what you are and what you are not
For sure you are out of my world
But why you insist to be part of mine
Your obsession to linger into my page
Though that page is torn
Of what love have remained
Take your path away from me
I'm detached of what you are and what you are not
Clear as sun there is no returning back

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