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Faiza Arakkal Nov 2018
Today I lie here
Naked and Numb
Waiting for you to be a blanket
That covers me up.
Wrap me up,
With your warmth
And I shall show you
How long I have
Craved for you.

Today I lie here,
Naked and Numb
Waiting for you.
Faiza Arakkal Aug 2018
There’s times
When we are lost
There’s times
When we are done
There’s times
When we really got to
Do our part
And then there’s times
When we find ourselves.
Time
Faiza Arakkal Jun 2018
I was lost.
Lost in the woods.
I was scared.
Alone and cold.
Nowhere to go.
No one to call for.
I kept walking and,
I saw this sparkle of light,
Far of from a cave.
I could now walk stronger,
I could now smile with a hope.
The hope for something,
That's calling for me.
I kept climbing, climbing,
Getting closer to the light.
I am not weak anymore,
Not exhausted anymore,
Not sad anymore.  
I stood there gazing at the star,
That was sparkling,
Calling me into the cave.
Just a step ahead from getting in,
The cave slammed down leaving no trace.
I was alone and cold,
But not scared anymore.
Faiza Arakkal Jun 2018
There’s these nights when I go on a tour back to my past.
Taking stroll on all the Shouldn’t have, Could haves.
But isn’t that all what makes us more human?
Mistakes and regrets?
If we no longer had those, we would be too perfect to be called as Humans.
Faiza Arakkal Apr 2018
I closed my eyes,
Watching blood streams flowing from me.
My body felt lighter than ever.
My veins felt emptier than ever.
My skin felt barer than ever.
My heart felt slower than ever.
My soul felt stronger than ever.
Watching blood streams flowing from me,
I closed my eyes.
An emotional depiction of something I virtually encountered recently. Never encouraging self harm.
Faiza Arakkal Apr 2018
I wish to be
That " me "
From my dreams.
That " me "
Who has no worries.
That " me "
Who can sing.
That " me "
Who has no limits.
That " me "
Who can fly.
That " me "
Who has no pain.
That " me "
Who can float.
I wish to be
That " me "
From my dreams.
Faiza Arakkal Mar 2018
I met the man of my dreams.
Not once,
Not twice,
But a few times,
Each time in a different person.
None stayed.
Who am I meant for?
Who am I made for?
Who is my soulmate?
Wait, Do soulmate really exist?
I wonder.
Who could it be?
The man of my dreams?
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