Poem By Laila Ali Haid
Roses undercut the low timidity in lies
Seeing the right day in tears to known tries
Likeness to a moment in the darkness from calling to graces
Pity sounds out the animated hearts in their evening time
Little rent asunder from the hardships worn into our thinking
Thoughts so disbanded there are no more calls
A lesser feeling in me from the drafts of a known noon
Cool headed in the afterthoughts of our loving abandon
More to the life in the rightness of plights from cages of yearning.
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