Breezes - poetry - Ibaa Ismail

Breezes

Ibaa Ismail

Your flowers
emerge from your roots…
If you could only toss them
within your heart,
you will have
a lovely garden.

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No matter what,
know how to play
the game of life…
The rest will come
from your being there!

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The stars shine
only at night.
Trying to shine
in the daylight,
classifies you
as being genius!

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I am who you are..
The wisdom is
to know how
to treat yourself
very well
only without selfishness!

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The language of love,
is far from being only words...
It is the night when it shines
while you are
dreaming of light!

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Try to play the game
of life as if
you were not there,
will make you a philosopher!

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Starting from no where,
makes you identify
your beginnings
but not your ends!

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“Are you sick?”
“I am bored”
“Being bored is a sickness
that can be treated with work.”

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Smile even to your agonies…
This will create
an imaginable heaven
that you can live in!

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Breathing ,
from the bottom
of your heart,
takes out the poison
from the soil of your depth!

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Play the game anyway..
You will be a loser only
if you did not try,
unless,
you are a gambler!

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Butterflies are all around you
Do they really bother you?
If so,
why don’t you leave the garden?

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Promises are gates
for fortune and happiness,
only if they were born
from our hearts,
and fulfilled by our minds!

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Governments
that allow too much freedom
to their people
will die of chaos…
And those which dictate
their people
will die by their people!

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Do you know the difference
between watching and playing
the game?
It is exactly like
living inside the house,
or being homeless!

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Dare you
play with your wife
the strategy of illness.
She will treat you
either a child,
or a handicap!
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