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Hii! This is a poem I wrote for my English homework. Because tankas are really short, I'll be copying this down here. ~ The roaring waves crash against the shore, man standing in awe. The pebbles on the sand feel spiky underfoot.

There was a girl. She wasn't your average person. She was what most people would call a 'nerd'. 'Smartypants.' She might have been all those things. She might have been more. She could sit for hours on end with a book. 'Bibliophile', they called her. 'Bookworm'. "Will you EVER stop rambling about that book?" "Yeah, I get it, there's a movie version! But I don't want to watch it!" She was different. "Seriously?" "I came out to play, not for an English lesson." "Stop correcting me all the time!" She was different.

So, here are some poems I've wrote in the last few days. I just think that I haven't written enough poems since my comeback (really! one!) and need to write more. Some of these poems are just silly, some others don't make any sense. Some others, though, I am proud of. I think it goes for a reason why my English homework got one hundred percent! Ramadan (Limerick) The neighbors get out their fairy lights, A refreshing soup is served in iftar , Some others bend in prayer to their Merciful Lord, People yell, that it is Ramadan, Which ends with Laylatul Qadr, a very special night. Art (List Poem) I am an artist, My painty fingers crawl over the page, I am an artist, My eyes squint at my pencil drawing, I am an artist, I streak the paint over my canvas, I am an artist, My creative conscience takes flight, I am an artist, My pen, in my perspective, grips time and plays with it, I am an artist, The sights that I see are viewed in a different way to me, I am ...

This is a poem, because I know I haven't posted any poetry in forever! Warning: This poem is not for the fainthearted because its sad...its actually the first sad poem I've ever wrote. I just felt like I needed to write a sad poem because my next short story is going to be on this topic. Why did you leave me all alone? Why did your moonbeam go? Trying to summon your ghost, Why can’t you show your face once more? Why can’t you run back to me? Cause you were my guardian, My everlasting companion, Or was I wrong all along? Were you just a shadow? Pretending to be my other half of my soul, You were the person who kept me going, Now I need you back, Real or not I need you back, I’m sinking down in the depths of the ocean, Lost in the caves, never to return, Wandering in the forests lost and alone, I want you back! Why can’t you soar back to me once more? I need to see your smile, Why? Don’t you like me anymore? Why can’t we embrace each...

 I personally think that this is one of the best poems I've ever written, because of the long poem and the words. Really, I love this poem. BURMA BLEEDS Everybody’s running from the peaceful place, At a very fast pace, Bombing and killing is just not fair, Why don’t people care? Trying to hold the country’s bleeding halves together, Burma won’t stay like this forever, There’s a hope that it’ll change, And Burma will be free of its chains, And a new great leader will arise, But now, we have to ally with Burma’s side, Always help someone in need, And if you’re in danger, they’ll replant that seed, Aren’t we Muslims, helping our brothers and sisters? Don’t we want to go to Jannah helping some people from blisters? Maybe it’s time to make a change, And let the Burma bird free from the cage, Help for all you’re worth, Let the people of Burma stand on solid earth, Clashing, clanging swords silver and sharp, The people of Burma don’t even get to...