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 Aug 2015 ahmo
Riya
Melancholia
 Aug 2015 ahmo
Riya
A silence like death,
Tears unable to take its own course,
Trapped.
( Just like I am )

a Prison called faith,
I am unable to face
Anyone.
( Can't tell them anything. Or Else…)

Isolation is the only solace,
The only one I am able to take calm breaths.
( don’t let them in)
( don’t allow them to see)
( I’m drowning in a pool of my own imagination)

                 *Serendipity.
 Aug 2015 ahmo
Maria Francine
Rock bottom is the place
where you realise that the
fundamental flaw in your human
character has not been overcome.
And as much as your try to deny it,
it will haunt and hinder you for the
rest of your days.*

© Maria Francine
 Aug 2015 ahmo
Rochelle R
Ache
 Aug 2015 ahmo
Rochelle R
The ache

There is a longing in me
For you
Resonating deeply
Untouchably
With no release
Adequately
Freeing me
From the ache
You've made
Of me.

But fear

There's a weapon
Inside me
Proceeding we
A history, a knife
And puncture wounds
Highlight
The mistakes that are
My life.
Constantly reminding me
Of how sharp I am
By the scars I've left.

So ache

That's all there's left
Of me
Without you.
this is the fortune that comes with me
 Aug 2015 ahmo
Miranda Renea
Mirrors
 Aug 2015 ahmo
Miranda Renea
I left the school where
Rainy days turned the
Pavement into glass and
Reflected the twilight as
I walked home each night.
I guess it was my fear of
Mirrors.
I guess it was my fear of
Not following the guideline,
Not filling the pattern set
For me. But I came to see
Imitation isn't flattering &
So I am blossoming into me.
 Aug 2015 ahmo
ryn
Adrift
 Aug 2015 ahmo
ryn
.
Adrift...                    
Time has no hold over these
currents that carry me.
Coursing over this seemingly
endless journey.
Caressed and nudged
by an invisible hand...
Perhaps my grave awaits below...
Where light is swallowed
and is too afraid to show.
The desolate demeanor
of the submerged tombless land.

Adrift...                    
Blind to what lays in store...
Oblivious to...
The faint whispers of a distant shore.
The mythical horizon is but a dream,
worthy only to the steadfast
and the resilient.
Not to those who'd fray at the seams.

Adrift...                    
Ripples amass and finally cresting.
Wake up... Waves are breaking.
The sand beckons bearing open arms
to home and sanctuary.
I glance back to
the calm of the watery plain.
My feet aren't ready to be received by
the grit and grain.
I'd like to linger here...
In the water, with the shore so near.
For I've longed and travelled far...
but
I'm still not yet ready...
.
 Aug 2015 ahmo
OliviaAutumn
"Don't give me your heart,
Give me your time.
Your fingers know my body like clockwork;
A heart can't turn back time at midnight
With the sole purpose of re-winding each moment
So that I can hear the chimes inside my chest that sing for you.
What use is a heart darling, when I can give you a ring?"
 Aug 2015 ahmo
Caryl
Perfect Blend
 Aug 2015 ahmo
Caryl
Oh it is such a relief
To have my dearest friend
Who is a smile in every grief
A rainbow covering the ends

Just like a perfect blend
Of a coffee during the rain's tears
I wanted our lives as each other's friend
To grow stronger in years
HI ZEYN HAHAHA! I'm so inspired with our late night/early morning talks that's why I created this. Thank you for the friendship. :)

I also wanted to take this opportunity to thank my dearest friends. Thank you for being true enough. :)
 Aug 2015 ahmo
Lottie
oops
 Aug 2015 ahmo
Lottie
I get this feeling
That I'm leaking emotion
no one wants
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