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Saint Rose

A year ago

DINGED OR DIRTY

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Men were biting the dust, Children were crying,

Girls of the east stresses over no Torment in their multi week, however about the two legged Male monsters.

there Mothers were squashed by dread, stressing to convey the lacteal on their bosoms without their child.

There minuscule asylums were influencing, in no tempest except for broke by an arm of Man by a one hundred shots.

Infants with void stomach,

Blissful seeing group bombs. Their small soul gratitude for the absolute last dinner bring by the fighters.

there little cerebrums were broken, in Endlessly pieces, No Harmony by any stretch of the imagination!

There arms were far reaching as an Executed body.

The Brian could be a specialist, a researcher, a researcher,

Yet, the supposed edified Western matchless quality,

denounced psychological warfare on those child who simply just saw a nail shaper once in seven days as the extremely huge weapon in their entire life.

May there arms could carry progress to the general public as there ancestors does to the Europe.

Yet, their guiltless eyes shut somewhere near the insatiable Admirer of energizes.

By rockets and rifles.


Verse Of A Contemplative person, [8/6/2020 8:00 PM]

Comparably an idea

Ali-Seyyid


My affection isn't anything in your Adoration,

Also, your's cover each part of My Affection.

I won't say it's commendable, may the value Blush.

My Adoration disgrace on yours, Envious on yours.

Your Adoration is higher than I envision,

I can't contact it, it's so distant from Mine.

However, i can't See clear,

May my eyes Obscure, may it very well may Be Visually impaired, in the more prominent perspective on your Affection.

Be that as it may, you contact Me, Cafuné, Softened Me into your Adoration.


I'm simply a Tune that you Sing.

I'm simply a ring that you wear.

I'm simply an idea that you think.

I'm simply a material that you contact.

I'm simply a view that you flicker.

I'm simply a memory that you neglect.

I'm one minute that you Passed.

I'm simply a Home that you Resided.

I'm simply a destroyed Land you visited.

I'm simply a Sensation that this has happened before you skipped.

I'm simply a Fantasy that you Can't recollect.


Verse Of A Contemplative person, [8/11/2020 8:36 AM]

On the off chance that your heart is a Jail,

I'll be a Detainee,

Love to be in that Cell.

Accidentally I tend my life there, I heard no sound as opposed to your heart's beat, I have no Worries as opposed to your Aggravation,

I See nothing as opposed to your Heartbeat.


- Ali Seyyid


Verse Of A Contemplative person, [8/12/2020 8:45 AM]


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