I've been living with a strong woman in my entire life. She's so strong yet so fragile. She cares about her kids and ignores the negativities and overcome the obstacles with patience. She always nags at us for delaying our prayers. Ever since my dad passed away,she's my dad,my mum, my bestfriend and my entire life. She takes care of the three of us sisters with care. She works so hard to let me enter to medical school to pursue my dreams because she doesn't want me to be like her. Little does she knows, I really want to be like her. Not academically. I want to have her strength when she endures the pain, the patience when she overcomes obstacles, the caring side of her when she restraints herself to avoid to see us in pain, she's an angel in disguise. But she doesn't want to be known as an angel so I called her Mother.
I love you so much. You are the greatest gift.
Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 2:28 AM UTC
Why are you still here?
Because I remember that night at this hour you begged for me to stay. And this is what I'm doing. I'll stay
Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 10:51 AM UTC
Maybe love is you
Maybe love is me
Maybe love is us
Until we don't know which one to trust.
Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 12:02 PM UTC
When everyone's started to be an eyesore,
When everything made me swore,
Feelin' ****** wherever I go,
Should I just follow the flow?
Nothing much to be said,
I'd rather kept silent;
and let the noise stayed in my head,
No one cares,instead
being ignored is what I get.
My heart is filled with hatred,
My ego is not going to be shattered,
My voices are unheard,
Feels like to rip everyone's shirts!
I tried to calm myself down,
I repeated it for one more round
and I heard a sound
That happiness is not easily to be found.
a.b
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 1:21 AM UTC
" I like to write mean words on paper because paper doesn't get hurt. The deeper the tip of the pen gets onto the paper,the louder my voice gets."
- Irfan S. Sharafi
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 1:10 AM UTC
A story to be shared
A memory to be made
A heartache in making
Just sit back and relax.
It started with a fight
Where everything did not went right
Solutions were out of sight
Can't bring back the night.
She thought it was love at the first sight
Hoping that he'll be the guide
A secret to hide
To save the pride.
She's being lied
a.b
Jul 4, 2014
Jul 4, 2014 at 10:27 AM UTC
There's this girl
She's like a candle
trying her best to lit her day
trying her best to warm the smiles
But she just had enough
The fire extinguishes
by the tears from her eyes
pools of sadness,sorrows,grievance
that she kept for years
that she always fears.
Repeating every song she hears
along with memories and tears
they penetrate her heart
left scars,forever.
It can't be cured by laughter
It can't be cured by cheers
It can't be cured by dollars
It can't be cured by herself
she needs years to fix it back
Worthless she feels,worth it they said.
It's hard for her to explain
even harder for them to understand
she doesn't wants friends
she isolates from them
but they're too kind to be left
so she continues the game.
She tries to see how long she can stands
how long she can survives
with faking smiles and laughs
This is too much.
She swallows everything
judgmental words suicide thoughts
for the sake to gain something
then she realizes the game was
nothing.
Nobody said it was easy
Nobody said it was fun
feels like the tears
make her awoken from the
reality that will never be pleased.
a.b
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 8:33 AM UTC
Poetry and promises are lies
Hidden beneath the beautiful verses
Veil by those heartbroken words.
Poetry and promises are lies
they often mark your fragile heart
not because you're hurt
it is because your life is related.
Poetry and promises are lies
Widely used to express and confess
and also for words of depress
because it works when
insecurity is at its best.
Poetry and promises are lies
they made those pretty faces wrinkle
staying up all night
to write, to read, to feel
the night.
Poetry and promises are lies
where science and logic
are above the skies
Floating they will be
in the silent sea.
Poetry and promises are lies
I wonder how it can produce cries
when all the logic
are above the skies
when they are there
to be the best sighs.
Poetry and promises are NOT lies
people are being covetous
because someone chose
poetry over another
troupe that spread lies.
a.b
Jun 13, 2014
Jun 13, 2014 at 5:00 AM UTC
Pathetic words came out
Right out from your mouth
****** distracting
Mentally sickening
Inquisitive I became
Sadly I'm drowned
Enchanted I guess with your
Stupid words that weren't bless.
a.b
Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 9:51 AM UTC