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Rose Sirajuddin Sep 2014
She gave him the moon because she knows he hates the sun.
She gave him the stars because he likes to lay under them.
She gave him books because he wanted to travel.
She gave him a stick because he wanted write his name on the sand.
She gave him seashells because he finds them fascinating.
She gave him the light because he’s afraid of the dark.
She gave him a fan because he doesn’t like to sweat.
She gave him a clock because she knows he likes to listen to the ticking.
She gave him the wind because he finds it relaxing.
She gave him rain because he loves rainy days.
She gave him snow because he always hated summer.
She gave him love because he never asked for it.

R.S
Rose Sirajuddin Sep 2014
I jumped off a cliff,
Hoping you would catch me.
You didn’t.

I slit my wrists,
Hoping you would save me.
You didn’t.

I drove speedily,
Hoping you would stop me.
You didn’t.

I hung myself,
Hoping you would cut me.
You didn’t.

I drown myself,
Hoping you would pull me up.
You didn’t.

I shot myself,
Hoping you would heal my wounds.
You didn’t.

Now I am old,
Still waiting for you.
When will you come?
To take me away
From this god-forsaken land.

I want to feel your touch.
I want to feel your deadly kiss.

Please,
Take me away
Rose Sirajuddin Sep 2014
Hey you,
Why do you think you are better?
Just because you are smarter,
Just because you are taller,
Just because you are popular.

Why do you think you are better?
You spat on people lower,
You belittle them,
You discourage them.
Why?

Why do you think you are better?
Just because I am not like you,
Just because I have no knowledge of the matter,
Just because you know better.

I am no better than you,
You are no better than me.
Because in the end, being better is being nowhere without the ethics and manners towards other people.

Ask yourself, why do think you are better?
Rose Sirajuddin Sep 2014
To be the one they keep forgetting is very upsetting,
They know you’re there but they never care,
They don’t talk to you like you’re a forgotten shoe,
You were left alone made you wonder if you are known,
You saw people go out without you and it’s very painful,
Attention is the only thing you seek but you have gotten no squeak,
You thought you’re okay but you’re still grey,
You thought you meant something but they act like you’re nothing,
You got used to it but still want to quit,
You had no confident and took no compliment,
You had low self-esteem and no dream,
Because “why does it matter?” you said, “I’m better off dead!”
Rose Sirajuddin Sep 2014
Your voice, so beautiful
So much more beautiful than
Birds singing on trees.
Your eyes, so mesmerising
That no one can look away.
Your face is so perfectly shaped
That it took my breath away
Whenever I look at you.
Your smile, the way it curved
Upwards to smile like a dancer
Dancing gracefully.
The way we talked – oh!
You’re an angel sent from heaven.
So beautiful
So graceful
So angelic
The perfectness of you I can never forget.

R.S
Rose Sirajuddin Sep 2014
He’s sweet like cotton candy,
He’s tall like the Empire State Building,
His eyes glittered like the stars in the dark sky,
His velvet voice mesmerising me into falling in love with him,
But I did anyways, without him saying a word.

He danced in my mind,
he moved in my heart
without me knowing.

I fell and I fell and I fell
right to the pit of his glittering eyes.
But he didn’t know
because he was too busy being the sweetest guy a girl could ever met.

R.S
Rose Sirajuddin Sep 2014
Nine eight seven,
I think you’re sent from heaven.

Six five four,
I can’t control it anymore.

Three two one,
Ops my love for you has just begun.

R.S
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