I am that delicate girl
Poet: Dr. Shakira Nandini, Portugal By: Dr. Shakira Nandini, PortoIn a harsh tone that breaks
I am that delicate girl
This is your city, here are your people!
If you were in the village, you would be mine
You were settled in my heart, like pain
You were strangers but like my family
Let me be auctioned off in your love
The last price is yours and I will be in your name,
There are some compulsions otherwise!
Can't live without you
Life is for living
But no one lives
Poetry is a source of entertainment
Putting the word down on paper does not bring back the beloved!
I am even terrified of stumbling in the mirror
I don't know why people play with my heart
Who sees someone now from the point of view of morality?
New Age people worship only outward beauty
Listen, I don't have to give arguments or examples
It is written in my eyes, I love you
You Cant Suppress The Voices
Their Hearts Grew So Fearless And Bold
They Bleed But With A Smile
You Can Vacate A Piece Of Land
But Their Faith Is Ever Increasing
Giving Others A Lesson Of Steadfastness
Melting Hearts Everywhere With A Glance
But The Hearts Of Oppressors, Weak And Fearful
Reckoning On Their Weapons N Technologies
Hiding Behind Their Lies And Devil
Waiting To Unleash A New Era Of Evil
A Man Hollowing A Wall To Provide Food To Hungry
And The Oppressors Bulldozing Patients And Injured
Killing Little Babies Like Innocent Angels
Yet Half The World Seems Blind Whats Right And Who Is Wrong
With Tied Hands And Empty Stares
Stony Hearts And Caring Only For Their Shares
Just Wait And Watch Till The Tables Turn
If You Ignite A Fire So Wild Rest Assured To Be Burnt
