One day in a dream,
i find myself at the bank of a bay,
i so will remember the time,where the sun floats up the sky,
where from a lake a mist has spread,
where green sea flowers ever grown,where dew on the green leaves spread,
where there is no despair,fear and slavery,
where there is only perfect happiness,hope,love ,truth and liberty.
Added by SHAHID KHATTAK on March 3, 2010 at 11:00am —
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This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2008, Written by an
African Kid
When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in Sun, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black
And you white fellow
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you…
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Added by SHAHID KHATTAK on August 31, 2009 at 12:43pm —
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My loneliness increases every day,
I feel myself on a far off bay
Love never dies it is said
But i have seen her dead
Journey is on and going on
But you know life moans
No one cares, no one is there
As i have lost me here
Is there any one to listen me
The stone of earth has bitten me
No heeler all charmers here
I have gone every where.
Added by SHAHID KHATTAK on July 22, 2009 at 1:51pm —
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It was not a different evening in any respect in the far off district of Pakistan,the three cousins rubi,shehla and rizwana were preparing food for the family.At 9.00 PM they decided to sea shehla boy friend,when they came out of their home they were spotted by one of the male family members and that was the end of their story,they were braught back to home along with the boy and the family members decided to kill all four at the spot because they have violated the law of the society where to…
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Added by SHAHID KHATTAK on July 10, 2009 at 1:28pm —
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I often think about suicide
than i think i would be died
the people ll be gathered around me in a crowed
and i ll be in a white shroud
my mother ll be weeping
and the priest ll ne briefing
about the uncertainty of life
that its just like a cut kite
but after a few days there ll ne no pain
and my death ll go invain
so i hve decided to fight
for my life and my rights
Added by SHAHID KHATTAK on June 30, 2009 at 12:30pm —
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