Poems from Muneerah1117
Every drop of rain
comes from a sacred mercy.
Water is precious.
Loving; Being kind; Laughing loudly; Listening silently; Giving hugs; Observing closely because you never know what you might find...;...
He makes me sad
He makes me love him
He makes me feel
love for life, music
Stirring up something
so gentle
Feeling grace is a blessing.
I...
Years and years have passed
you would think
it would make sense
for him to dwell
on the woman
she is now rather than
a girl who has grown...
Don't stray from this moment .
Lead me into your song,
no matter how long
Feed me the lotus flower, that
brushs away the dust of time
Born...