I planted the seeds of my sorrow in this...

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I planted the seeds of my sorrow in this forgotten and barren land. Watered with tears I couldn't swallow and blood from my weary hands. Oh the harvest that was to follow, as roses from Arabian sands tell tales of a better tomorrow, and hope in my Maker's plans. ~Suhaib Rumi

My family's love, a distant song...


In the silent halls where echoes fade,  
I wander lost, in shadows shade,  
My family's love, a distant song,  
Unheard, unnoticed, all along.  

Their eyes like stars, cold and distant,  
No warmth, no comfort, so persistent,  
In their embrace, an empty space,  
A void where love should find its place.  

Yet still, I yearn for their tender touch,  
A fleeting hope, I cling to much,  
But in this realm of darkened hue,  
My family's love, alas, rings untrue.
~Ambivertsyed  

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