Poems from Sarahshehata
Shining your light on the clock as if to offer a begging child a loaf of bread.
Always out of reach, grasping tightly for fear of loss.
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The Leaves fell,
The Ghost rose up,
As if to slip into the Forest,
They were stuck in utter Darkness.
No one had come for Them,
As far as...
The Flight of Evil Thoughts
Twas’ a war full of foul language,
Whether it be said aloud or kept hidden in the minds,
In the minds of...
The lively mainland quietly fights the lonely shore,
Courage, faith, and endurance.
The rough mast quietly gets pulled into the sun,
The...
Once Laid Footsteps
The remnants of once laid footsteps oppressed my memory...