As I lay on my bed of restlessness
Dwelling on things I can't control
Thought and worries of the future
That I may or may not be part of
Then comes you,
With your words of ease
And a garment of peace
Assuring me of light at the end of the tunnel
And all I can say is,
Jazakumullah Khairan (May God reward you with Good)
Jun 21, 2022
Jun 21, 2022 at 9:06 PM UTC
Dear death,
I have dropped the rope
I have crossed the road
I am at the other side
Where I see life,
As I have always known
With struggles although
But I won't break.
I'll live and thrive
Until my body is weak
And my soul you seek
Till then,
With love and light,
I choose life again
Jun 15, 2022
Jun 15, 2022 at 11:35 PM UTC
Maybe death is a win.
A win from all the pains
A win from this life of many sorrows and troubles.
Death might not be a win but it's the end of pains and troubles and the beginning of an unknown path.
If there's any ease in death, Rest easy Mom🕊️🕊️
Jul 11, 2021
Jul 11, 2021 at 3:19 PM UTC
Slowly, your memory fades
Swiftly, your promises wanes
Trembling in wrath
My words sharp as a sword
To shoot like a gun
But now, you are gone
And I freely moved on
I feel no hurt
I say no curse
Oct 19, 2020
Oct 19, 2020 at 9:21 PM UTC
This is my park,
It's in between the pages of a paper
Where I write in large to pour out my heart
The place my peace is found
This is my park, and it's my diary
Oct 19, 2020
Oct 19, 2020 at 7:15 PM UTC
Have you ever been at war?
Yes! and not a combat war
In this insane world, I fight to stay sane
I fight a mental war and an emotional wreck
In this cruel world, I fight to stay kind
I fight my way through evil and inhumane
In this world of social and societal comparison
I fight pretence and to remain an original person
I have been at war with depression and mental unbalance
Smiling in your faces and fading away in pieces
I have been at war to uphold my values and principles
In a careless time that sees you as boring and weird
I have won and lost some battles
And, I didn't like the taste of failures and defeat
So, I am going down fighting each day and each war
I have been at war,
one that almost claimed my beautiful soul
Oct 13, 2020
Oct 13, 2020 at 5:25 AM UTC
I want to write an epistle
But you love short and sweet
So I wrote this a while ago
With a melody so slow
My music has no tune
I'll sing it for you
Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 9:02 PM UTC
Many a times we water dead flowers while we watch the bloom one whither away
Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 8:32 PM UTC
The night she met her doom
Alone,she walked down the street
To spent The evening in solitude
As the sun had gone east
Beautiful, vibrant and free
Young,wild but a teen
Before her ***** was broken
Her girl pride stolen
John doe hid in the woods
Scrutinizing the neighborhood
For a victim to the terror of his room
And wicked relief of his manhood
Suddenly,her hand were clasped
Mouth gagged,legs trapped
She screamed with no sound
As the beast tore her blouse
15,she was in her prime
16,men took her pride
17,fought to be alive
18,finding a switch to her light
Diagnosed and gifted with fistula
From **** that remains a stigma
The night and woods she will always remember,
As she fights to be a survivor
Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 3:34 PM UTC
Love,it's a testament told
A gift of old, worth more than gold
Love,it's a promise of word
Tales that conquers all
When it seems all odd
I found a man to love
One who sees my naked soul
His perfection with flaws
All the peace of mind I need
Coupled with solace I find in him
Perfect for my being and craziness
Life to my loneliness
Rhythm from his heart are my tonic
Tenor of his voice are magic
Antidote to all the loves
The cure to the wrong ones
He's my comfort zone
My blues when life is low
Love is kind and beautiful
Made but for two..
Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 9:54 AM UTC