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Faryal Apr 2019
water
a place for a lemon to make lemonade
Maybe add all this sugar
it’s cheat day today
and it’s your birthday

Sweet tooth to being smooth
Just speak the truth
and you’ll be cool
nobody likes liars

lets talk about what’s required
Lemons are just a mock to limes
how actors are a mock to mimes
but that’s off topic lets get back to limes

limes are chill
and they’re not like that bitter person you see on the street
it’s like a treat
lime water is fresh
but here’s the twist to this whole poem
you know what actually sounds better?
a watermelo
Mar 2019 · 163
The Stories Within Us
Faryal Mar 2019
Not much of a reader hey,
Haven’t even touched a book
Or felt shook
From a good old story,
Even the books that are so gory
Don’t even make you feel sorry,
Poor character

We all have a story within us
Maybe it starts off by
Going on the bus,
And having a big sigh....
Of relief
Oh but there’s Wiz Khalifa
And I gotta say hi
Gotta get an autograph

But than there’s life
Where we have to learn to exist
And not take the exit

Be a little gallant
We are a fan of people’s talent
look at spider man
Scared of 8 legged creatures
But when it turns into a person, we’re in love
aka Tom Holland

The adventure goes on in Canada,
Doing linear algebra, don’t think I’ll ever need that
the third law of motion to every reaction there’s always an equal &
Opposite reaction
Wow that was Newton

Every new day is a restart
Where new things get sparked
Be the firework & ignite the light
Woah did I just reference Katy Perry

Don’t be like Tom and Jerry
Instead maybe get a date in February
Watch the void of sunsets
And lets not have regrets this time

Here Have some key-lime pie
After all, we only live once
Do those stunts
Dunk that basketball
Lebron James will be proud

A new day gives you many chances to create new story pieces
So tell me what is your story?
Is it filled with glory? Captivate me

Because when you grow old
And see the last piece of your hair fall out There always comes an end
To a good old story

You were the life of the party
So rest in peace
As you are the story to my life
That I’ll never stop reading
Mar 2019 · 183
Fear
Faryal Mar 2019
an uninvited guest comes for a visit
unwanted guest
where we just deal with it
Rather than overcoming it
Fear lies within
You trip on the unwanted guest
bump into it, yet it won’t leave
the seed of worry
That you would never water
Fear is a seed
that has been watered
By the unwanted guest
That’s when fear
Is holding you
In their arms
It’s a distorted reality
Only filled with fear
Mar 2019 · 600
colours
Faryal Mar 2019
a world destined with a tint,
with a filter,
life that’s given
to be a film,
played after your death,
would your life
be
In colour
or
black and white?
only black & white
because all
You remember doing is
nothing
Where your own
world crumbles &
falls apart,
That your own film
becomes a sight of depression,
beckoning behind you
So gleam
like our eyes gleam
to see colour
Be vibrant,
Be bright,
Different,
Outbursting,
Unique,
Extravagant,
Exquisite,
E­xotic,
So your life
Is your favourite film
Filled with lifelong colours
Feb 2019 · 205
the mind
Faryal Feb 2019
The mind

self destruction in 3....2....1....
at it’s finest
when the most beautiful creation
can go against you
the mind
the deceiver and manipulator
corresponding to that one friend
who says they’ll take a bullet for you
when you realize their the ones behind that gun
the mind
is equivalent to that friend
deceptive, deceitful & deluding
we rely on others validation for us
beautiful, courages, ecstatic, flourishing,
independent, inspiring, intelligent, stunning
adjusting the
names that get called to you
than you get called ugly;
the mind
when there’s so many people that can see beauty in you,
they see that fire burning with passion
but the only one thing that remains
to
stick with you
is that one thing,
where they think you’re ugly
for being beautiful
that validation only comes when
you see yourself on the other side of that
mirror
when you did all the cruel things in the world
just to fit in
so everyone can make YOU look like the bad
guy
the mind
we abuse ourselves more than anyone
that is capable of abusing us
we tell
ourselves cruel saddened things
convincing ourselves we deserve pain;
but it’s time
not to go insane
but to stay sane
to step out of the box
out of what everyone
pictures you to be
to be validated by not everyone else
but to be able to affirm yourself
that the beauty that was stolen from you
gave you a clue
on how to not let
cruel things define you
you are who defines you
not what society defines beautiful as ugly
because you are more beautiful
than society can ever be
so thank you, to every single human
that is still existing
the fights and wars each of you
go through
winning each one as you wake up
to the tears of crying yourself to sleep
the mind
you are strong
you are powerful
knowing nothing can break you down
you deserve to be alive
don’t let the mind control you
it’s time for you to take control of your
mind.
Faryal Feb 2019
Date nights & great sights
always trying to feel less alone

Only here for soft cuddles & lil kisses on the forehead
But only going through heartbreaks and counseling

Getting hit on, but they’re missing the date nights
Another date night but with a new heartbreak

Another date, but with the daily counselor,
Just to rant about how dumb the guy was

Counseling, heartbreaks, counseling, heartbreaks &
repeat
Feb 2019 · 373
reflections of the world
Faryal Feb 2019
have you ever looked in the ocean
not the glistening blue eyes of what we describe
but the ocean; or puddles; even lakes
the reflection, have you seen the earths finest beauty reflecting through the ocean to your own eyes
Feb 2019 · 9.9k
Life as a Sunset
Faryal Feb 2019
looking at the sunset, the time where the skies want to look pretty for us

Even during the summertime, wintertime, spring, fall; every season the sky goes into a different style
but we also make ourselves look pretty for someone special

But imagine being the sunset, that not only one person see’s your beauty but the whole world gets to see it?

The colour that the sky showcases, it changes, beauty changes everyday
maybe I could be your sunset & u can be the sunrise, so I can wake up & see the beauty in you

Dawn & twilight, sunrise and sunset
Now paint yourself like that sunset.
Maybe living life like the sunset,

I could see the beauty in anything, within myself, & within the world
So go and be the sunset,
The world wants to see you shimmer
Feb 2019 · 217
#BellLetsTalk
Faryal Feb 2019
I remember every step I took
every breath I’d take
It would still be a bad day

I remember how I made one bad day
treat me like my whole life was bad

I remember the sudden frightened look
I’d get when trying to do something normal

I remember how every dark thought,
dark moment would take over
trying to be my friend

Only to realize
It wasn’t trying
To be a friend

But I also remember that I’m not alone,
I don’t let loneliness or a bad day break me anymore

I hold myself together and just keep going,
Why feel alone in a world full
of people, when we’re not alone

You are NOT alone

so lets start talking #BellLetsTalk
Feb 2019 · 56
Defeat
Faryal Feb 2019
Sometimes, we put our shields down
To give our sore arms a break
It was just for a second
or even for an hour
maybe it was just to pick up that flower

you’re in control but the negativity
is choosing the path you need to take
maybe for your own good
we do stuff out of intuition right?
or is it because we feel that negativity is bigger than us?

anxiety is within the breach of us, it is a nothing
someone asked, “how would anxiety look like if you were face to face with it”
It’s a void of darkness, we live in darkness,
light’s are just for the pleasure of seeing
anxiety is darkness: that drains out the colours in us, meaning it is a nothing
it’s way smaller than us
so the question is, why do we make it look like it’s bigger than us?

Being defeated just means you’re closer to knowing how to take control rather than being controlled. Being able to see colour from being colourblind. Defeat doesn’t mean the end, it’s the meaning of better wars to fight.
Jan 2019 · 65
water
Faryal Jan 2019
water

skies are crying
raining
now you’re crying
tears overfilling your face
rainwater causing floods
man, we feel the same as
how earth feels
Jan 2019 · 151
the art of sports
Faryal Jan 2019
Each tackle, allows us to get past our barriers
each try scored, takes us closer to the goals we attain to
the wins teaches us we got this
the loses, show us we all make mistakes
and to not let anything stop you
playing sports is like an art
the adrenaline to just get out there
families, friends, strangers, encoring
you take that shot,
whether its a miss, or a hit
we didn’t let it stop us from taking bigger chances
it’s about taking risks
show them how to be slick
we grow into much bigger people
knowing the skills between life & what’s a game
everyone’s a winner
just seen in different visions
Jan 2019 · 414
stars
Faryal Jan 2019
you’re like the stars
stars; where we wish for our wishes to
come true
be my shooting star because
I just wish to be yours
and you to be mine
Jan 2019 · 117
we’re a dream in life
Faryal Jan 2019
cruising the world
skies so high
the purple exquisite sunrise turns to a
elegant gleaming work of art
our fires touch and cause a beautiful flame to occur
we’re a dream, that no one wrote down
Jan 2019 · 54
A single poem
Faryal Jan 2019
Mashing words together and making art out of emotions

A single poem can make us feel
A single poem can make the numb feel
A single poem can make us feel so many emotions that we never knew we could feel

Writing a poem, is like writing art
the art, the beautiful masterpiece
that is cultivated, the forming of a poem
Is the beautiful presence of reading who you are

What you’re destined to be
The journey you’re going through
And how just a single poem can make me feel everything for you
Jan 2019 · 86
Honey
Faryal Jan 2019
Why is honey so sweet like you?
As every single bee would swarm around and have a taste of you,
But you would keep the most sweetest part of yourself, just to share it with the special one
Oct 2018 · 197
life
Faryal Oct 2018
life

life; it’s a precious thing that can vanish anytime
Don’t let it slip through your fingers, dream big and start the action, take control of your life, make wild choices but good ones

Live wild, laugh at the good times, cry when you go through a heartbreak, cry when you come in first in a race because last place was what you always achieved, smile when good achievements are made

Travel and adventure the world, before all of it can vanish in one second,

Don’t let the small things agitate you, be patient, make music with the sound of nature, strum to your own heart beat, because we only have a few seconds to experience the joy that life can bring us, don’t let it slip through your fingers
Sep 2018 · 84
Red
Faryal Sep 2018
Red
Red; it can be evil but theres always some good in it.

Red; it’s a meaning of fierce, passion, desire and love, we don’t need the negative if we keep looking at the positive

I open me eyes, see that beautiful human, but he thinks he’s not
I describe his features-repeatedly saying, “I’m lucky I’ve opened my eyes at the right time”

How his hair looks red like the fire shining through the darkness, just to help find light to the people that need it, he turns that blue fire into the shining red fire, as everyone wishes

Red; it’s a meaning of violence, destruction, violence; anger why do we look at the negatives?

The rage is digging, almost because he hates the loneliness, how many people does he help, that all that fire fused away?  No one could ignite his match for him not even him

All burnt out, because he cared too much to help those in need, the anger reaches out and he wants his light back, he wants to shine again

I am also a broken shed of light, you see lights through the cracks of me, shining no matter what, don’t let the rage stop you from fusing out

There’s a little rose, wilting, shredding, breaking apart, whereas all the other roses got to be picked and given to there loved ones, kept and watered, but this one was dying

The wilting rose is just like that boy, red;
Still shining I am, shining with brighter light as I walk toward him and hand him the rose

Red; fierce, courageous, strength, clarity

He’s woken up; but I am fully broken, the cracks couldn’t fix themselves he; he’s feeling alive, loved, that there is someone out there that can give a shed of light, that you don’t have to be perfect to make someone feel loved, that it’s okay to be a bit broken from the inside

The cracks broke me, now you don’t see the little light that shines bright through these cracks, you see the blueness, the weeping and suffering, now he see’s it, I try to cover up and think about love, the redness it gives, but the breaking is too strong, he reaches for something, a little heart

Told me, I showed him to love again, that anger doesn’t have to be a part, that a wilting rose, has been watered down with the pure love, that I had the courage to pick it up and give it:

He hugs me, till I feel the fire I gave to him, till I feel how happy I made him, till I know that I never gave up on anyone, just to try and make them shine, he slowly lights me up, I’m back to being empowering, stronger than ever

Never know how much I needed that hug, that all the heartbreaks I gave to myself are all sewed up, I learned that the love I gave to people is the love I deserve to myself, I’ve always felt the love of myself but sometimes I feel lost, but the light you gave me can now guide me

Red is the one for beauty, that no matter how broken you could be, that your heart could be cracking, showing someone the love you have for yourself even through the cracks, the burns, the pain, ignites you’re own fire, making you the most powerful strong empowering human.
Sep 2018 · 162
Day at the Cafe
Faryal Sep 2018
Mornings always have to start with a daily dose of coffee to wake your thoughts up

As you scatter with a messy bun, no makeup and just a casual outfit you head on out to the local cafe

smell of the coffee beans roasting away, the steeping of the tea, tea bags and coffee beans everywhere

What a day to day essential to sip some tea for the relaxing effects and a latte to go for the wide awake experiences

Even the sweets and bakery section is too real, crumbs are everywhere as the ants also join in on a day at the cafe

Good place to fall in love, to drink as much tea you want, with the full filling experience of latte arts, and presence of you being my art to look at

A day at the cafe is definitely a way to feel rejuvenated with all the lattes and tea in the world
Sep 2018 · 1.4k
Judgement
Faryal Sep 2018
Judgement

left, right, left, right, forwards, backwards

As our footsteps are clattering with noise, click clack, clatter, we hear ourselves move forward to our destination

Doing anything to help us get there, laugh, smile, frown, dance, recording every precious moments of our life

Than you hear something, not behind you, not beside you but with you

Judgement creeps with you, it’s always been with us, its not just darkness its more

More emotions clattered together, that something forms up, into each and everyone labelling someone as a something

When this occupies our mindset, we start seeing reflections of ourselves, what we made ourselves to be, but we don’t want society to see something else

Why would we rather be called “beautiful” than “ugly” when we ourselves always look in the mirror and label it “ugly” why would we assume that others won’t see what we see

Perception, the way we are presented to the world is different than the way we are presented to ourselves

Maybe its the thought that we judge ourselves, that makes us think that others are also perceiving us that way

Judgement can be dark, but if we change the way we think of ourselves maybe judgement could come out positive
Aug 2018 · 106
music to my ears
Faryal Aug 2018
Instead of listening to music, i like listening to you talk its the same thing as music but more soothing
Aug 2018 · 104
feared
Faryal Aug 2018
You used to be scared of heights, now I see you on top of the highest buildings looking down
Aug 2018 · 86
heart break
Faryal Aug 2018
After a long precious time with you, I give you wings, and you use them to fly away and never come back - heartbreak
Aug 2018 · 100
fixed // 5:52 am
Faryal Aug 2018
fixed // 5:52 am


here we are, again, on the ground just counting sheep, or patterns or how many puzzle pieces you had to put together

how ur heart, when its shattered it turns into a puzzle, time to get some elmers glue and solve this

yes we make mistakes while we’re fixing our own problems, that we’re tired of fixing these problems, that we drink to get drunk, like when you’re a newborn u don’t remember anything, how no cares are given


maybe being drunk, makes us feel that way, or how we don’t have to worry for a slight second, its a temporary fix, than we’re back to it all again


getting destroyed is not fun, but destroying does sound fun, why don’t we destroy pain? destruction is what we love, if we destroy pain we’ll be fixed


mended, strong, welded together, its like being build up again, uniting yourself with the missing pieces, 5:52 am, and its not the why’s, and what if’s, it’s the joy of being able to know how to fix yourself


no manual is going to help, the only manual you’ll need is, yourself, how you were able to sign your own cast around your own broken heart, how the healing helped you get fix, and mend yourself


you didn’t do this all alone either, we all need friends who support us, who build us up to get stronger day by day, they push us to the limits, they empower us to be warriors, we fight to stay strong, as we fix to last longer
Aug 2018 · 159
broken // 2:42 am
Faryal Aug 2018
broken // 2:42 am


have you ever felt like you were soaring the clouds and felt that cold, weeping breeze pass you

that moment as of you know how to fly, that you were in control of whats passing you and what’s in front of you

than you crash, like a plane colliding into another plane, evacuation, evacuation, down, down

now ur down, down to the shattered part of you, where did everything go, where was the wrong in the good? Or was it in the bad?

late night thoughts are now occupying more of your thoughts, no more space left for the healing, like all the shattered pieces of your heart, just reflecting to the heartbeat and crashed, crashed with you, crashed with the sound of the plane crash


now you see sirens, the ambulance rushing, the injuries, what went wrong? One minute soaring next minute broken? its the thought of how someone just left without saying goodbye, like how a flower dries up and dies without warning


they weren’t any flower, they were a strong wilting rose, a rose that was so strong, that when they picked you up, they forgot u had thorns and immediately dropped you because they couldn’t handle you properly


it was how toxic both of you combined were, yet sparks flew whenever you had each other’s company, one day happy with them next minute, they forgot about wearing a glove for protection that they left you


now as you crashed with the sound of the plane, as that glass that shattered because you weren’t careful, we’re all truly broken inside, but it can’t just be a bad thing


from being broken, we find new pieces to replace the old, that fit better and stronger than the old pieces, this is why we come out stronger, and different, more outbursting


we find the true light among each inner piece, through the losses we grieve, we also let go, not to forget but to realize they were one part of us, that helped shape us more, they left, and made you realize what kind of person you are


being broken has it’s negatives, but its time to dump the negatives, and start looking at how being broken changed us positively

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