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BOUGHT DEATH

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A year ago

Verse Of A Self observer, [12/25/2020 5:55 PM]

The Exceptional Days

Ali Seyyid


I stroll to my school along the blustery tune,

that I gained from the class last Rainstorm.

Wind squashed the scent of mud and water in the stormy stream.

small openings shows up and snails and snakes go at such a leisurely pace.

blossoms leaves still in the newness of the last shower,

Seeds and dry natural products fallen and filled the way.

Looking after my garments and I guarantee liberated from grimy shoes.

Avoid the sloppy stream where I goes.

Stressed over the inquiries that may my instructor pose,

thus much strained about the fallout assignments.


@Aseyyid


Verse Of A Loner, [12/28/2020 7:19 AM]

Spiritualist Ladies

Ali Seyyid


To be adored, send your cherished ere you go,

Any place you leave, presently she have her new resources;

Lovely are those.

She is delightful while she was with you;

As A blue ocean wave.

She never lose her excellence assuming that you let her be.

She is so beguiling,

Her most memorable spouse anticipate.

There she kisses, a huge number of isolation she had.

Also, one couldn't in fact envision the magnificence of night she gave.

Not 1,000 nor 1,000,000,

She gaves uncountable brighten.


She is the ladies, the genuine charmer;

One couldn't in fact long for.

She is the secret, everything being equal,

Mystery, everything being equal,

She is the sovereign of each and every head.


Around evening time she enhance her ladies,

The most gorgeous things that have ever maded,

However, she is so lovely and she made a trepidation.

As a mother, each quintessence of presence's fondness,

She made you awesome, there she cherished.

She is the hindrance of the Lofty one,

The head, reality,

No frontal cortex see.


@Aseyyid


Verse Of A Self observer, [1/5/2021 8:10 PM]

Dark Harvest time


I looked through you in the tempest

O my messed up heart,

Be that as it may, you left with the downpour

that tumbled down.


My appearance was past the point of no return

That's what I concede,

So you toss me-

into the obscured cloud?


I meandered desolate

to bring you back,

Yet, I can't track down you-

in woods fire.


I tasted honeycomb-

to follow your pleasantness quick,

In any case, you left with the fragrance

of wheat and wine.


I investigated the rose's bosom,

to embrace the non-abrasiveness of yours,

Be that as it may, you gone with the breeze,

with no follow leaving in the waggle dance.


I arrived at the place of

your door of heart,

In any case, you let me remain,

in the pre-winter's part.


- Ali Seyyid

@Aseyyid


Verse Of A Self observer, [1/18/2021 2:49 AM]

I settled my heart on a shore

furthermore, trusted that a boat will show up

Investing a whole life energy alone

at long last a best breeze murmured noisy;

No land on the opposite side

Nor any lives possessed out there.


- Ali Seyyid

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