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aye-way Nov 2018
i feel a discomfort in my chest
as it is home to my heavy heart
my heavy heart that is empty
my heavy heart that is without love.
(c) ayesha. h [2o18]
aye-way Oct 2018
i am stuck on the loneliest island
it bears fruit too bitter and water too salty
i have had conversations with the quiet
they are ominous
they are violent
they are aware of his absence.
(c) ayesha. h [2o18]
aye-way Oct 2018
the warmest kiss from the softest lips.
the finger tips tracing stars on my hips.
the sweetest song of my name he'd sing.
my angel boy with a severed wing.
i have mended the wing, he has risen from the fall.
now he is but only a memory i wish to never recall.
ayesha. h [2o18]
it's 3a.m. and i can't stop crying
aye-way Oct 2018
your hair smells like coconut
your ******* are the prettiest brown
your eyes are the sun. oh light.
your jungle of curls are adorned by golden crown.
"my queen"
"i submit"
(c) ayesha. h [2o18]
aye-way Oct 2018
so is this the end?
is this the end of the boy she loved?
the boy she called her angel.
the boy whose soul, she viewed, a work of art.

so is this the end?
is this the end of the girl he loved?
the girl who grew her garden
of flowers and weeds with his golden sun.

so is this the end?
is this the end of their love?
the love which was forbidden
for it was too profound for their naive hearts.
- love is dead.
(c) ayesha.h [2o18]
aye-way Sep 2018
boys say the prettiest things
when they need what they want.
- the sad girls club.
(c) ayesha. h [2o18]
aye-way Sep 2018
baby, do you hear the sound of my heart?
it's weeping
the beat has slowed
it's vacant
it longs for a home filled with your love.
- dramatized cardiac arrest.
(c) ayesha. h [2o18]
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