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Batool Aug 2015
One early morning,
standing on the seashore,
facing the horizon,
watching the sun rise,
aware of the waves making the wet
sand move under her feet as they
leave after kissing her feet ...
The saltish air adding to the
heaviness of atmosphere ..
Feeling the early morning breeze
cold against her pale face...
Staring at infinity ...
Folding her arms across her chest,
inhaling deeply, closing her eyes ...
ignoring the only rebellious tear
rolling down her cheek,
she made her decision ...
To be strong ...
To face reality ...
To smile ...
To shine ...
Leaving her soul to drown in deep
blue sea as she walked away to face
life.
Batool Aug 2015
Sometimes ...
A little touch of magic
is all that is needed

to mend a broken smile;
to walk another mile,

to touch the lovely sky,
to dare to dream and fly,

to dance and love and sing;
to heal a wounded wing,

to live, to laugh, to breath
to teach the heart new beat

a little touch of magic
is all we sometime need.
Batool Aug 2015
Setting down the horizon
the sun kissed the sky
leaving it all alone
saying its good-bye
whimpering at the loss
the sky released a sigh
as the last ray left
darkness came by
holding on to the moon
the sky waited by
for the morning sun to rise
and fill it with a joy...
Batool Aug 2015
One black night
thinking about reality of life
she, unknowingly let her mind
wander
in the forbidden land
ruled by darkness,
the place where demons lurk
and attack every thought
trespassing the territory
the next morning
she found her thoughts
wounded
bleeding
dying
at that moment she realised
this is the reality of life!!
But it was so late
that nothing could be done,
she now was the
prisoner of the forbidden
kingdom...
and that was her
EVER AFTER !!
Batool Aug 2015
Sitting by her window
alone in a dimly lit room
fixing her gaze
on the midnight moon
feeling the thickness of night growing
she had that strong urge
to read
his unwritten story ...
Batool Aug 2015
What it feels like
To feel like a deserted path
that no one takes
because they have fears
because they dont know where it leads
and are afraid to take
the risks ...
To feel like an
abandoned ship
stuck in the middle
of strom struck deep
blue sea ?
To feel like
a jumbled up puzzle
with a missing piece
destined never to be
found ...
Notes (optional)
Batool Aug 2015
Surrounded by the darkness,
with no light to see,
She felt her shadow leaving,
setting her free.
with growing emptiness all around,
under her feet there was no
ground.
she decided then
to call her friend,
but she got no answer
from the other end.
left in the darkness
all on her own
she began to fade
reason being alone
fading into nothingness
she realized a fact
not a real friendship,
but it was a mere act.
finding a fake friend
was written in her fate
but to get up and move on
it's never too late
giving up on this world
she created her own
with no fake people
and no hatred grown
in her new world
she found friends then
they were the white paper
and the deep blue pen.
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