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Ameena Hussain Apr 2020
Tears tell stories
Of happy and sad
Of times you were lonely
And times you were glad
They can come like the rain
On a cold, stormy night
Or an occasional sprinkle
Of joy and delight
What's your story?
Ameena Hussain Apr 2020
Coronavirus
Don't come back
If you will
I'll give you a thwack
Ameena Hussain Apr 2020
Tears dribble down my skin
Dripping like rain, down my chin
Wondering if he'll ever come back
Into this world that's as dark as black
Shivering, shuddering down my throat
Drowning in sorrows
In my own boat
Ameena Hussain Nov 2019
I follow my dreams
They follow me too
I'm never alone
Only with you
Every step
Every breath

There are 2 copies of me
One is useless
One is good
Which is which?
Nobody knows
Only the shadow that goes wherever I go
Ameena Hussain Nov 2019
Waves crash to the shore
Laughter echoes through warm sand
Children playing once again
Just  my morning poem
Ameena Hussain Nov 2019
I look out the foggy window, and there it is
The moon that shines so bright
As I sit in this dark room wondering what to do
I watch for hours as it sinks into the never-ending sky
And my tears flow as it disappears
It is replaced with a new circle of light
More yellow and more bright
It makes me feel scared and watched by strangers
Eyes are looking at me as my face rains with sadness
Where is my precious? My love? My life?
Where is the light when it's dark outside?
A selenophile is a person who loves the moon
Ameena Hussain Nov 2019
A tingling feeling of a thousand butterflies
Pops out like a surprise from your heart, beating endlessly
Making an earthquake
Nothing can control
That happy feeling in your soul
You'll do anything to make it go on and on
If you don't get enough, a feeling of sadness shadows you
  Kind of like a drug
Love is a drug.
Thank you for reading. I hope you can relate.

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