Humayun

my mother pried my hands

gripped round a nashi [plum] tree

when she won, i broke free

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Swollen eyes and streaked checks,

Strangled sobs and choked breaths.

Pain that stabs you from behind,

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Love is when you care more about someone else's happiness than your own,

You would do anything for them,

You'd rather be with them than anyone else in the world,

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And maybe black was the color of sadness, but for her, it was poetry. Her weeping eyes told them of her reckless heart made of gold, but she covered the shimmering thing with darkness. She hides behin

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Two soft blue birds,

One big and one small.

Complete opposites,

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Deep inside a candle burns within your heart,

Glowing and shifting with every bump in life.

I glows brighter with every spark of love,

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An abstract form of distorted self-image

to

singing bowls of freedom.

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The best part of you, is the base of my rhyme

Your tune unsubdued, is my finish-behind

You give the spark, to-ignite my soul

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I'm a self-existing wizard, at least that is what they say

As I'm searching on the Internet, trying to find my way

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Underneath it all the poem

Your head

Between two pillows

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