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Ana thabaana
A Poem by
Linda alexander
Ana Marra thabbana Ana moo thabbana The world is revolving around It may be vertigo of otttoliths oscillating It may be my dhimag aka brain perhap..
He lied to me I thought
A Poem by
Linda alexander
He lied to me simply lied to me I will fight like a warrior he told me I did not see the determination in his eyes He lied to me I thought until I ..
Ana thabaan
A Poem by
Linda alexander
I feel really tired at times I want to live in the world of porque pines Yes where I can rest and sleep whenever The beautiful nature sings there ..
Imperfections
A Poem by
Linda alexander
Imperfections bear genuine It reveals the present most vibrant Imperfections show the real self Let us become friends with and live happy
Self
A Poem by
Linda alexander
The fake image at my own mirror Fantasy image created by others The image of my assumptions The one I am afraid to accept the original self
Problem and procrastination
A Poem by
Linda alexander
Procrastination may make it bigger Not addressing may not make it vanish Very rarely it helps you to grow more and more If you head on there is no ..
Fifty packets of pasta and twenty bags of potatoes
A Story by
Linda alexander
We have pasta for two months and potatoesfor four weeks my mother told me. I did not get anything out of it. Am I supposed to do anything about it and..
Acceptance
A Poem by
Linda alexander
If it is in my domain all fine If it is opposite side big malesh or la I will use every communication to clarify The little soul struggling for air..
Drop the ball
A Poem by
Linda alexander
Drop the ball unless you may suffer When you will drop the ball When is the last straw Ball was my breathing air
You are not my mother
A Story by
Linda alexander
You are not my mom. I told her. What is in your mind. Please spit it out. I do not want to tell you. What you are going to do, let ..
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