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Zainab Sep 2020
In the shadows,a monster hid.
Awaiting her arrival,to take her away.

She was young and captured.
Drugged and tied.

She woke up as cold water splashed on her face.
Dizzy and bleary eyed,she looked up.

At her front was the devil himself.
Trousers down, she was certain what was to come.

Tears in her eyes,heart in her mouth
she pushed and clawed but he wouldn't stop.

Damaged and weakened
she sat in a corner.
Cried and cried with until she couldn't anymore.

He came back for a second thrill.
Already seeping into unconsciousness,he had an easier fill.

He left her alone
blood stained and half dead.

She woke up and clutched her torn, stained dress.
Her cries echoed loud in the night.

All was lost
in the twinkle of an eye.

Filled with hatred and pain,she cursed him.
With a huge sigh,she breathed her last.
Say NO to ****!
Zainab Sep 2020
The rumbling sound of thunder jolts me awake.
I spring up and walk out to witness mother nature do her thing.

The air electrifies as it anticipates a quenching storm
sending shivers down my spine and making my toes curl.

My soul stirs as grey clouds gather ready to unleash their power.

Tiny water drops kiss my skin
making me look up in glee.

The water droplets grow larger and the sprinkling turns to a torrential downpour.

Forgetting my problems, emptying my mind,
the rain soon turns to a soothing drug.

The scent of the wet soil
further soothes my soul.

In a blink of an eye, the heavy pour turns to drizzles.

My dance comes to a halt as the feeling of euphoria disappears.

The heavy weight of my problems are back.
I walk in sadly wishing the rain back.

Into my room I go to change my clothes.
I fall asleep, welcoming all woes.
Zainab Aug 2020
Days went by yet the thought of her never left me

All I can hear is the gentle rhythm

Slowly and calmly as it beats underneath my palm

The time shall come
When I will hold her close and never let go

For she is quite a beauty to behold
Zainab Aug 2020
Laying down on the ground
I inhale the fragrance of the night.

Lost in the stare of the shining orb
surrounded by twinkling stars it was.

Ignoring the sense of transience in the air
It shines with beauty and flair.

The peaceful cricket sounds seep into my soul,calming the storm within.

The gentle breeze causing the trees to sway from side to side, rustling the fallen leaves of the day.

I inhale and exhale whilst admiring the scenery.

Slowly,I fade into unconsciousness as the tune of the night time lulls me to sleep.

Sacchie..
Zainab Aug 2020
Put to rest,in the fog of war
you once promised me infinity

Only a memory
not but a stolen kiss

You once promised me forever
not but an unrequited love

Only a memory
why?

Not even a goodbye
maybe one day...

Sacchie...

— The End —