Tuesday 31 July 2007

Poetry Corner

My heart is a sheet of paper
The teardrop fell into my heart
My heart is made crinkled
My heart remains stained
When will I fix my heart?
Who will fix my heart?
Shin Ho Kang

I had free days when I was with you,
Like clouds in the sky,
When I cry my eyes are like clouds,
Now I’m happy because today the sun is shining.
Ahmad Alkaifa

I get up very early,
I saw through the window,
That the weather was very lovely,
How I feel good,
I think I will have a lovely day.
Arslan Gadzhilova

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