One page of my poety book”MY SECOND GIFT” by Mothi Ashraf

The girl fell around the head. The doctor said one leg had to be amputated. Poetry 13 God did no longer do the destiny of the girl. The husband’s is accident It’s blamed on the girl. It must have been her bad eye . Her terrible glance Snatched the husband’s life. The helpless humans endured to grow always in the night of torture. A mental kingdom of sorrow. Many things that are related with. Disadvantages, frustration, helplessness and emotions of sorrow. Due to sadness, she can be undoubtedly quiet and unreal. May go herself from others. The sadness of the woman got here with sadness. The chest took the tears secretly ending the girl. Poetry 14 Crowds of people surrounded the dead bodies. Everyone is engaged in the provider of humanity. How many human beings talked about how stunning things. But no one idea once. Why did the girl go. Cloud in the sky. Everyone saw . No one noticed the sky of humanity. Where is the sun there. Is that drowned at the back of the clouds. Looking at the dead physique regarded at this, the sky has been stating this for ages . part two . poem 1 NEXT TO GOD o mother o mother, You have no comparison Who used to teach me to hold my hand when I was little Who cares,run around during the meal I know you have considered urine to only water At the end of the day, you would not have any grief in my torture. o mother o mother You don’t sleep taking care of me, all nights Your hand was on my head to keep my raw sleep undisturbed,silent that night