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Noorie Ali

Dream to reality

In my comfort zone, I lay imagining the stars above
I lay in my slumber wondering the wonders of injured life.

Overblown by this site, Full of negativity how my mind wishes to drift
Onto the light of blossomed happiness within success.

How my thoughts flow like the sweet tides of the deep blue waves wishing to glide into reality.

My conscious runs through what could have been a beautiful ending
Now my mind is scanning those mistakes of madness.
How I wish I could re-make what was ready made naturally.

Now I am awakened and remembering back to that wonderful brake.
A dream that made me realize that I make the fate, fate will not make me.
I will now let fate come to me I will walk to fate.

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A tidy everything!

A tidy me a
A tidy you
A tidy clean body or soul
Is a tidy human?

No…

Four tidy bedrooms
A tidy lounge
A tidy kitchen
An evenly cut grass
An organised garage with a freshly washed car is a
Peaceful shelter?

No…

An eventful upbringing
A functioning family
A good manner scheme
Is a blissful gift?

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Is It Love? Narrative Poem

I'm in love
wow' the candles smoking up
wax is diripping making shapes like love hearts'
I guess now this is where the journey starts
where there is a girl a boy
lighting bulbs, whith lowering elecryfying currents
his dark caramel eyes, her white Cupid smile
I guess this is where we torch fireflies
making bonds like never before
tasting buds like forever, I won't let go
the mirrors on show, reflective on us both
artists, paint images while, poets they write
how nice, written romance so full of ice coloured in colours like so red, so black & white
hovering heats at the same time she's quietly discreet
exchanging vowel underneath the soft palm trees
I guess now this is where the journey follows -
a man, a woman swinging on sparrows making love nests
bound in love like flying turtle duves
she kisses his breath, what a sweet hallow
chained to her, is her beloved arrow which points to he'

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