Her heart became the pioneer of planting flowers
by gathering all thistles inside her heart
with using the aromatic scent of her soul for all people she passes by.
She makes sure to bleak its steam from thistles
And keep the good odor.
Because she doesn't will making anybody jabbed in the pain
she had been before.
She passes safe flowers by to everyone, to make them happier,
to ease their life
with a beautiful word she never heard.
She couldn't managed the beauty of her face,
It stings,
but she can to her own soul.
Because your features beauty is always your gift,
but the grace of a big heart
is the way to reach God,
serenity and peace.
She passes flowers,
even to the ones who once filled her with those thistles.
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"Your smile to your brother ( your brother in humanity or religion) is a sadaqah (charitable act) for you. Your commanding the right and forbidding the wrong is a sadaqah. Your guiding a man in the land of misguidance is a sadaqah for you. Your seeing (showing the way) for a man with bad eyesight is a sadaqah for you. Your removing a stone or thorn or bone from the road (to ease the people's way) is a sadaqah for you. Your emptying your bucket of water into your brother's (empty) bucket is a sadaqah for you."
- Prophet Muhammed (Peace Be Upon Him) Tirmidhi
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HEY GUYS I THINK I'M BACK! This book isn't finished yet Mwahahahaha lol but by the glitches and errors that has been happening in wattpad I'm just trying to remain silent. (I actually didn't as I posted several mad comments at Wattpad instagram account. I mean come on they kicked me out of my account severely which really frustrated me. Anyways I'm rambling too much but I hope that everything get fixed because wattpad is really a warm company I'm happy to be part of it.
By the way I'm thinking about doing my self- publishing for Psychopath (of course with adding special poems) what do you think guys?
I hope you'll stay tuned with me, I know I'm dead at In between you and I and This book but you don't know how many times my mom yells at me for writing instead of studying. I'm sorry. I'll make it up to who cares. :) peace, x Emma🌻
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PoetryThe boy who has Good accent, Hazel eyes, Manly voice and Plays the piano Knows how to play On my heart, too ... This is a collection of my poems. The book is not edited. [14/9/2017] #6 in poetry [25/5/2017] #9 in poetry [15/4/2017] #18 in poetry. ...
