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Enlightened (Poetry) 5-07-2004
by Sahra Ahmed Koshin
Impeded By the lengthy strength of an arms reach I regressed To the use of a mind’s dominant preach Hindered By the limits of a watchful eye’s sight I employed The guidance of visionary’s perception and insight Splintered...

If I Have Learned Anything... (Poetry) 5-07-2004
by Sahra Ahmed Koshin
If I have learned anything I have learned That the best classroom in the world Is at the feet of the an elderly person I have learned That when you are in love it shows I have learned That you never say no to a gift from a child I...

Images of a mother (Poetry) 5-07-2004
by Sahra Ahmed Koshin
There came a time when the pleasures of the world came to allure me And I sought the guidance of her love So good and pure There came a time When her personal charm and enticement Conquered everything I was And would ever be...

In the Hush of Dawn (Poetry) 5-07-2004
by Sahra Ahmed Koshin
There’s such pleasure and calmness In the silence of the early morning And comfort of a cozy, fire-lit room There’s such quivering quality in the hush of dawn When morning sunrays steal into the waning of clouds of night And reveal the...

Singing Dove (Poetry) 5-07-2004
by Sahra Ahmed Koshin
On a fine golden morning I found a singing dove It sang with beauty and grace It whistled pure harmonies I asked it To play a me a tune One of deeper meaning One with a deeper understanding Of this chaotic weeping world Ooh...

Tapestry (for G.) (Poetry) 5-07-2004
by Sahra Ahmed Koshin
In your captivating speeches Of artistic elegance And binding obligation I’ve found a world of fantasy Where fact and fiction Weave together in a tapestry What’s real and what’s make-believe I can not define That stays, for...