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SHE LIKES ME

SHE LIKES ME

Though she is dumb

Extremely beautiful

Likes me very much

Nourishes me.

Every day I see her

She does smile to me

Without her, I'm sure

I can;t live.

I see she strives

To keep her beauty 

For me ........yes,..me

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Sayed Thangal

Dear Williamsji,

Thank you, some may approach this with superficial meaning , but you might have got what I mean

best wishes

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Asmaa As-siddiq

it a nice poem i liked it, but what did u mean"superficial meaning" can u tell me the meaning of the poem

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Sayed Thangal

Dear ,'

'superficial' I mean the direct meaning, I intended by "she" is the earth, then read and you find the exact meaning.  thanks

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Sayed Thangal

dear friends, 

thanks a lot for your comment and encouragements .

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Asmaa As-siddiq

sounds like you are referring to food. You can't live without that and it nourishes you.  This is a comment from Asmaa's Mother

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Sayed Thangal

hello dear,

you are still confused , I intend here the nature or the earth , which nourishes and strive for the existence because of the over exploitation of nature by human beings. 

your mother interpreted very well, convey my regards   thanks

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