by Ghenname Zohra
Waiting for the sun to rise
For the day to bring another surprise
Waiting for my life to start
Carrying a weak torn heart
So much time I’ve wasted
For so long I’ve waited
For words to be said
For those who left to come back
I’m so tired waiting
That I’m going to start chasing
Dreams that once lived inside
I’m no longer going to hide
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ABOUT THE POET ~
i was born on October 14th 1990, to loving parents and a huge family who strengthened and loved me I'm now a student of English in the university, it's been my dream, so i'm trying to live it wholly, poetry- and every word that I write- empowers me and puts me right in the correct place where i belong, everywhere and nowhere...and I am nothing but someone who is in love with the language, 'A poet is, before anything else, a person who is passionately in love with language.', W. H. Auden
Last updated October 09, 2011