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I fall for souls
That turn my presence
Into an adjectives
Of their past tense
I am suffocated in
Their ironic singular and
I am drowning into
thesaurus for escapism

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About Samra

Poet and fundraiser for humanitarian causes. Lives in London
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5 Responses to 3

  1. Rivera says:

    Excellent..!! (in my humble opinion) Enjoy this very much..!!

  2. Samra dear. Always the wordsmith. I nominated you for the ” One lovely blog” Award so if you wish to accept check more out here http://midnightblahs.wordpress.com/2014/10/09/my-first-nomination/
    if not, then feel free to opt out.

    You and your sister have a fan in me.

    All the best Samra 🙂

    Mulki

  3. Samra says:

    Oh now it all make sense. We share same surname I guess. She is Londoner too and super talented.

    Thanks for your kind words and stay blessed 🙂

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