Friday, November 20, 2015



Ink in my veins.


She was the poetry
Most people asked her
How she did it ?
I guess  the ink lived under her veins.
Cause every time she would write.
She would write more.
 And never get tired of poetry  or stop to think
 to put down  the pen .
She was so creative.
And  had so much  to express.
in her thoughts.
She had such great talent.
 And had people look up to her.
 With  every  word she said.
 Her poetry was so beautiful.
Just as her.
But know  one really  understand..
Since  they were to blinded
By her appearance.
They didn't see at the other things that
She tend  to show.
Like the fact that she was such a great poet.

-Nadira Ahmed





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