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XHamayalX
XHamayalX
You look from afar Love in your eyes Yet the face is stern Act cool and calm You can't show You can't tell And you feel like You are in hell So much love To give away But no one to take it What a waste! You make him so important When he doesn't even know you exist And knowing this aches Your heart just breaks You want to hate him But even thinking about him Makes you feel Like you are in heaven The feelings of agony are still there No matter how much you try They do not disappear You are just miserable You want to **** yourself For being so stupid You hate being invisible You want to be important to him In the end all you can do is coexist in silence And hope and pray that one day You will get what you desire Maybe now, maybe in the hereafter
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Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 12:12 PM UTC
Invisible
Some people are special naturally Neither by endeavor nor by wishing Their lord makes them that way For another person and for him, solely It could be that the Lord has made every mortal unique But kept the beauty in the eye of the beholder Only the two who are meant for one another Can see and feel the difference in their love Like all exemplary relations this bond needs much patience Sacrifices have to be made and courage displayed But once the Lord wills, he needs say only 'Be' And the destined souls can feel themselves being elated Once their love blossoms it means they have been blessed With a relationship none like any other they have ever had There are no barriers of age or gender; status or physical beauty It can simply be called destiny Those special to each other no longer know the meaning of being selfish Their hearts now contain nothing but pure feelings It’s a connection between two souls made from the Great light Intricate and simple side by side It’s just too hard to describe Only those who have felt it Can possibly know what the real deal is The happiness of being with that special person The tenderness of his warm feelings The agony of missing him Fear of losing him, side by side The loving words The magical hugs The fun chit chats Messing with others Those little fights And the big scary ones too The emotional scene once the quarrel is over And soon after which there is uncontrollable laughter For each moment with that special person You thank Allah almighty with all you can In the end you hope that you will be able to stay with that person forever Both in this world and in the paradise of hereafter For that’s how special the person really is It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks of it However, one important thing is to not lose sight of the real truth You’d better not love that mortal more than the one truly worthy of it Your creator is the one you ought to love the most For he’s the one who blessed you with these feeling in the first place Keep this in mind and all shall be well Both for you and that special one
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 1:53 PM UTC
That Special Person
Some people are special naturally Neither by endeavor nor by wishing Their lord makes them that way For another person and for him, solely It could be that the Lord has made every mortal unique But kept the beauty in the eye of the beholder Only the two who are meant for one another Can see and feel the difference in their love Like all exemplary relations this bond needs much patience Sacrifices have to be made and courage displayed But once the Lord wills, he needs say only 'Be' And the destined souls can feel themselves being elated Once their love blossoms it means they have been blessed With a relationship none like any other they have ever had There are no barriers of age or gender; status or physical beauty It can simply be called destiny Those special to each other no longer know the meaning of being selfish Their hearts now contain nothing but pure feelings It’s a connection between two souls made from the Great light Intricate and simple side by side It’s just too hard to describe Only those who have felt it Can possibly know what the real deal is The happiness of being with that special person The tenderness of his warm feelings The agony of missing him Fear of losing him, side by side The loving words The magical hugs The fun chit chats Messing with others Those little fights And the big scary ones too The emotional scene once the quarrel is over And soon after which there is uncontrollable laughter For each moment with that special person You thank Allah almighty with all you can In the end you hope that you will be able to stay with that person forever Both in this world and in the paradise of hereafter For that’s how special the person really is It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks of it However, one important thing is to not lose sight of the real truth You’d better not love that mortal more than the one truly worthy of it Your creator is the one you ought to love the most For he’s the one who blessed you with these feeling in the first place Keep this in mind and all shall be well Both for you and that special one
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A smile spreads across my lips As I replay in my mind, the clips The time when you drove me so mad I remember you made me feel really bad You were ****** off at me as well Over our mistakes we refused to mull I know deep down we felt terrible. Our serious fights are so much trouble We just want to forget it all and make up But to avoid any harm to our friendship Time is given for realization and remorse Apologies made and misunderstandings cleared. It's amusing, however, when we can't keep up All is forgotten in a jiffy once we get stirred up That’s when we have become really tired Without each other we get so bored. We argue so much on text messages But when we meet after what seems like ages We can barely contain our joy All that we need, our arch smiles can say Our fights simply enhance our love And our friendship is raised further above Causing us to thank our Lord even more More than we ever did before.
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Jul 18, 2014
Jul 18, 2014 at 4:06 PM UTC
Our Fights
A girl sat on damp grass all alone at night The Moon was glowing with all its might Cool, scented zephyr blew petals and leaves The only music was that of the swooshing trees And an occasional howl from far, far away Nothing was even the slightest bit awry Except for that girl, who was lonely and sad The dew had wet the attire in which she was clad Her big, glassy eyes stared glumly at the moon The long winter night seemed far from ending soon Feelings of envy were sparking inside her She thought how fortunate the moon and stars were They knew exactly what they were supposed to do They didn't have to figure out what was true In this messed up world filled with illusions Around every corner there are deceptions Tears trickled down her cheeks as her patience gave way She wanted to seek her Lord but knew she was far away Her existence was shackled in frailty and hopelessness She felt as if nothing could save her from this distress How was she supposed to keep track of her whole life? It wasn't a bed of roses to deal with this strife Good and bad sound easy to choose from But in reality web of life is spun way beyond the norm The worst thing was that she had to do it on her own No one else could go in her place to atone For the sins or bear the agony of the punishments Which she would be subjected to for her transgressions Her forlorn desire was to achieve redemption But she was afraid it might never happen Life was too elaborate how could she resist? The temptations and illusions enshrouded her like mist Waging a war more fearsome than one can imagine Against the desires in her heart that were lodged in There was majestic light and there was awful darkness She knew, light she had to embrace and the dark, harness If she let the darkness win she would be lead to ruin Giving up was, in no wise an option She knew not what the future would be All she could do was try and leave the rest be Would her worries be over and her goal achieved? That was something only her Lord cognized
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Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 1:48 PM UTC
The Lonely Girl
A girl sat on damp grass all alone at night The Moon was glowing with all its might Cool, scented zephyr blew petals and leaves The only music was that of the swooshing trees And an occasional howl from far, far away Nothing was even the slightest bit awry Except for that girl, who was lonely and sad The dew had wet the attire in which she was clad Her big, glassy eyes stared glumly at the moon The long winter night seemed far from ending soon Feelings of envy were sparking inside her She thought how fortunate the moon and stars were They knew exactly what they were supposed to do They didn't have to figure out what was true In this messed up world filled with illusions Around every corner there are deceptions Tears trickled down her cheeks as her patience gave way She wanted to seek her Lord but knew she was far away Her existence was shackled in frailty and hopelessness She felt as if nothing could save her from this distress How was she supposed to keep track of her whole life? It wasn't a bed of roses to deal with this strife Good and bad sound easy to choose from But in reality web of life is spun way beyond the norm The worst thing was that she had to do it on her own No one else could go in her place to atone For the sins or bear the agony of the punishments Which she would be subjected to for her transgressions Her forlorn desire was to achieve redemption But she was afraid it might never happen Life was too elaborate how could she resist? The temptations and illusions enshrouded her like mist Waging a war more fearsome than one can imagine Against the desires in her heart that were lodged in There was majestic light and there was awful darkness She knew, light she had to embrace and the dark, harness If she let the darkness win she would be lead to ruin Giving up was, in no wise an option She knew not what the future would be All she could do was try and leave the rest be Would her worries be over and her goal achieved? That was something only her Lord cognized
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