Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.~ Khalil Gibran
Wednesday, 15 February 2012
Hate and Hope
Break-neck lightening speed, Don't give any heed Whatsoever, to the weather The mighty fall and the meek rise, With faith and hope together; The dead can overcome the lies, The hatred respects no ties, As the hope does tether The battle of the heart and eyes. J.Bibi
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