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Poem by Laila Ali Haid
The lights that sew me in
The hatred that is born
The stars are for me
The love in nightly circumstances of thought are now
In my hands
The thought of bellows
Tender so great
Yelling at the seams
The foregone love
The whimsy in tow to fruition of greats
He loves the great and the glad.
Poem By Laila Ali Haid
Time winds down
The surrender is now
It is in the triumph
The lines and stars of the day
Like when stars appear in the daylight sky
When midnight fell
God spoke
The ancients are not so ashen in books
They were once too bright
Sparkling is the midnight
The revolution is sore
Could love seize us?
Its the feeling undying
The kindness that was not rough
The child in the element, the issue
And the fog of spitting emotions
Fraught in the maze of hate
The niceness of your lies
Was not the catch in the technical story
The frame of love glimmered aching
For the sensation of degraded happenstances
I once caught a flower so poor
I tucked it it into the waters
The land I emerged on was not sweet
The lie was greater than the chide
- By Laila Ali Haid
Poem by Laila Ali Haid
Gold in the hard cull
The good was small
The hope was rendered cold
The night salutation to dignity
To be alone
What a good matter
The life of them glittering
I held up the sea on my neck.
Poem by Laila Ali Haid Tears could love in light in hardness merry A songbird knew the faint light in touches The memorial that we shine in...