Unfortunate but Fortunate
Born by the grace of God Made to see the sun of the world Yet has no mother, has no father! Survives in the hands of strangers She is Exploited, Mishandled, Cains , slaps, kicks, curses All part of her daily menu All this is not new anymore. She worries not, A hope drives her She wears a bright smile She doesn't lose herself, She knows a brighter day will come tomorrow And all her pain shall be no more.
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Why?
I was alone. I am alone. I will be alone. But why People always lie? I can't hear it Every time! And then They try to come Back. And i Don't understand it. Why?
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وردةٌ قبِيحة
و مَا الّذي يجعلُ مصطلحُ الوردة قبِيحة؟ -مَا الّذي تنتظرهُ من وردةٍ واجهت ريَاح عاتية ؛ وتُربة قَاحلة و بتلَاتٍ منهَا قَد ترَاخت أرضًا ، مَا الّذي ستصبحهُ برأيك؟
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