In a thought i had, a letter i was given to read.
Words i couldn't pronounce, Sentence i couldn't pick out.
Alittle effort i put to it,
Gramnatical errors i made,
''Is" for ''was," "as" for "has."
Did i type anything?
Yet i tagged it typograhical error.
I wont quit, it popped inside of me.
Parts of speech for figures of speech,
Translation for transliteration,
Pronoun for Irony,
English for Arabic.
I wont give up still!
Puntuation i lacked
Full stop i couldnt identify,
Commas as apostrophe,
Apostrophe as quotation mark.
What a confusion!
Yet my language is universal,
The language of silence,
For a silenced thought.
TEE-THOMAS(Fearless Lines)

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