Ibthlhal Abdul Love Poems

  • 1.
    It won't be about the white dress I will wear
    It will not be about the food and the guest
    It will not be about the beauty of my makeup
    All I want is you to know am always here
    ...
  • 2.
    Am going to write my story in words
    Been that girl who fell in love a little bit late
    After walking away from the one I loved
    Then did my best to try and correct my mistakes
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  • 3.
    Some things sometimes feel like a black hole
    A dream that cannot be shaken off
    Yet we depend on it to survive
    Love is a feeling that connects hearts
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  • 4.
    Marriage is a union of family a union of love
    Different people become one to celebrate
    To celebrate a new union of blessing
    Love is such a gift to human kind
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  • 5.
    They say true love last a life time till forever
    So what do you want me to do
    I am always gonna cry because I miss you
    Tell me how can I kill this love
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  • 6.
    I still remember the day I saw you
    What you wore how you looked
    And I did some stupid things I can't lie
    Maybe because I was still but a child
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  • 7.
    What is self love what is that feeling?
    She said as she kept looking in the mirror
    She kept wondering if she will know?
    What was she searching for in the mirror
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  • 8.
    The funny humanity of today breaks hearts
    All we want is to be seen in the internet
    All she wants is to wear an expensive ring
    My heart is pure yet she forgets that
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Total 8 Love Poems by Ibthlhal Abdul

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