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Sitting side by side he asks in a whispered voice,
"Whats the first thing you notice on a person"
I replied, "their eyes".
After a moments pause he asks me why
I explain that no matter what color or shade
An eye will tell you how deep there secrets go,
How much they love
Or how sad their heart is
Eyes will tell you how passionate a person is
Or how dark the deepest pits of them are.
When i look at you, i see all the good things, and the not so good things.
Everyone thinks the mouth spills secrets and lies
But i promise you, its all in the eyes.
  Aug 2015 Faqihah Samsudin
Luna Craft
I use my eyes to see
As anyone else would
I see the colors all around me and the faces of those I love
I love my eyes for they let me see things some can't
Like the expression on your face when you make a mistake
Or the rare smile that you hide
But now my eyes are tired
Dark circles surround them
And my vision is slowly getting duller
The world seems to be turning into a monochrome mess
I couldn't even tell when the red under your eyes
Had turned to the same black as mine
  Aug 2015 Faqihah Samsudin
Lunar
summer nights
fairy lights
women rights
skinny tights
we ended up with
lovers' fights

plain as day
you took away
a sunshine ray
left me with
no words to say

feelings fade
a girl's parade
to hold her head high
and hide the mess you made
  Aug 2015 Faqihah Samsudin
Love
I guess I won that stupid fight of "I love you more."
  Aug 2015 Faqihah Samsudin
Caryl
Why
Why all beings have
Their own grasped idea
When they hear
The word love

Why do people
Still pretend
To know its bounds
And what lies behind

Why are they seeking
Definitions and explanations
And ask "will it go too far,
Or just cease with a blur"

Why do others
Get afraid to take again
A step or two
And see a result

Why most people
Hesitate to trust
Thinking they would
Break like fallen glass

Why others do not want
To have this bliss again
Doubtful if they can
Correct the past mistakes

Why some feelings
Were left unspoken
So it would not lead
To ruins of valued things

Why does the mouth
Speaks lies and fiction
Contradicting the rush
Of the flow of the rhyme

Why others perceive
That love can hurt
Yet others believe
It is worth a chance

Why does love
Don't have rules
A set of definite,
Precise expressions

Love may be a whisper
And it indeed varies
Unpredictable
Comes in a surprise

No one can decode
The complexity of it
The only thing you can do
Is to ask "why"
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