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People have become like the darkest of night, their hearts are the shadows that remain.
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LONLY
crowds,
best of it being alone
each disavow his skin
so that no one would recognize him in the throng
each denies his thoughts
each denies his rivers
how it is poured in the sea
its sources, is gateways or uncharted places or peaks
My head now and there after will be high
Written by Dia Qash'am (diaseagul) 14 April 1999.
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Just like the sunset, vanishing below the horizon, so the love in hearts have become.
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This poem is about the night that you have shielded me from.
NIGHT-"Although I like the night so much"
Coward night
tomorrow you are not here any more
I hate night fear
how are you going to hide all the stars
in a far away cave
and how you let go of the moon,
even the moon drawns and be lost behind the ocean
I hate to be lost
in the darkness and confusion of a night.
Written by Dia Qasham (diaseagul) 14 April 1999
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