Category : Poems

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ON MY HONOR.

On my honor
Speak yea these words
To them standing before you.

Tell them Nafisat say
Weeping has it season
Thus smiling.

No matter your age
You can't outlive the creator.

Time do not heals
But changes everything
Be your nation change!

In you always
Let mercy and love be found.

Everyone's help you can't
However, those within your reach
Invite them in to your warmth palace.

Weariness does no good
Let your mind be as crystal.
No good things come easily
Embrace yourself for the task ahead
Your victory awaits you.