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shazia-ullah
shazia-ullah
Poems i add are my own work, hope u enjoy :) / All my work here is copyright
Paper Who said paper isnt important It keeps secrets in a form of a diary Notes in form of a notebook And love in the form of letters written by you to her
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 5:01 PM UTC
Paper
Syria **** the adults, save the children" Plea of parents from war torn Syria Children being killed for 'throwing stones' Parents dying from broken hearts Worlds most immoral army Fabricating the deaths of men, women Young, and old The world is quiet oh so quiet There are humans but no humanity A word known as justice But nobody here to deliver it The world is a cruel place None will speak until its them that suffer :( Why is it so hard to let each other live in peace?
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Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 12:16 PM UTC
Syria
Romance :) Walking with you in the realms of night Where the stars lead the way And silence is our music
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Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 5:54 AM UTC
Romance :)
I tried to separate your thoughts from my memory but i couldnt I tried to throw you out of my heart again i couldnt I tried to separate you from me after we went on different paths..... I couldnt
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Jan 4, 2016
Jan 4, 2016 at 5:29 PM UTC
I couldnt
Me and you and poems Ages ago i used to love poetry I could write anything Anywhere any time Even my dreams consisted of poems I would wake up middle of the night Looking frantically for paper So the poem that had formed in my dreams wouldnt disappear All i would write about was you, Me, me and you, and us My poems were happy with Those few moments we had spent together Poems that contained fragments of memory in them Of me and you walking together They were happy poems They'd make me smile and blush And then i stopped and the happy poems stopped Me and you, we stopped I dont know why but after that There were no more poems I had nothing to write about Poems as i knew them had to have Smiles and laughter and love I didnt have that with you gone So i stopped But then you came back and The poems started again And here we are Happy again Everything is beautiful again But now theres question in my poems An uncertainty a lack of trust maybe Will these poems ever stop again
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Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 6:55 PM UTC
Me and you and poems
One world Once upon a time I used to feel safe It was safe to play outside To have fun To be a child Be free Play until the street lamps came on Or until mum called from the Unlocked doors But everywhere i look I know Our children now Are not safe They are being watched They are feared Shunned out And hated Simply for being Muslim For believing in a religion That is different from Their own For being the wrong colour For grandparents Or parents coming From the wrong country Even schools Watching to see Which one they fear to be A 4 year old terrorist in making But i want to tell them this We also bleed Red - the colour of your blood Red - the colour of mine This world is for you That world is for us Remember theres only one world And it is for all of us
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Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 2:08 PM UTC
One world
Just a thought You remember me I will remember you Come to me walking I will come to u running Commit a sin ask forgiveness I will forgive u Such is the mercy of Allah If the almighty can forgive Us puppets made of clay and water Who are we to hold grudges Against each other Love forgive forget
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Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 12:53 PM UTC
Just a thought
Tell me Should i write my thoughts Or should they stay locked away Cant decide, tell me...
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Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 8:28 PM UTC
Tell me
My baby girl My baby girl, She doesnt speak to me But i know what she says I know what her gibberish means I know why her tantrums are My baby girl Beautiful as anything ive ever seen Maybe more Innocent pure unique My baby girl is special
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Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 8:47 AM UTC
My baby girl
Awkward silence Awkward silences Where i am angry And your ego is in the way Silences where we want to talk But your too proud to say "sorry" Same bed but we are miles apart Where i wait for you To run your fingers through my hair Like usual i wait for you To help me fall asleep But your miles away Too proud to make the first move 'She'll get over it' The thought is in your head Maybe i will But still it would be nice to see You care Waiting in awkward silence
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Jan 1, 2016
Jan 1, 2016 at 5:49 PM UTC
Awkward silence