A pre weapon of a sort
Helps me
Not take the lashes
Of the enemy
At hand
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Toys I like to play
Their are fun
This one and last
I got no count
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The fabric most important
Of the life
As we living
Makes us it
Age in numbers
Tells us it
Of the moments
Gone off
Reminds us it
Of the beautiful past
And the future
That come with the hope
-
Enables us to hear
Enables us to talk
This sound magic to the ears
This sound magic when spoke
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Help me they
Protect from the heat
And the cold
Alike
Soothing they to the eyes
It been like
A beautiful
Invention of mankind
-
The Sun
The sun can cause silence
After the destruction it can come
Things may get heat up to fast
If none gets the cooling done
Where at those ice scrapes
Where we shall skate someday
Keeping the cold away?
Burning butane !
Running for the ice so cold ?
Down the summer roads
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Water
A quench on my soul
Running there
Filling the Nile
Being in different forms
From water to vapour it roams
Being captivated in ice tones
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Seeds
are the nature’s method of
replenishing what’s going
They are small
And with the surrounding force
They become might
From life
They give life
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Faith is
That moment of a sort
Where in we lay
Our heart onto hope
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A moment of pride
Away from any doubts
Here you win
Keeping away the loss
leaf poetry 