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Ismahanwrites Sep 2016
i might not know
the first thing about
poetry.

but what i do know is it speaks
within your soul and leaves no room for regrets
it brings out the other side of you
that hides between the sheets
and shouts out the pain
and brings out the ink

tatters around papers
cause nothing make sense
but the right piece of poetry
can make a difference.



              --ismahan
Aspiring to no longer be inspiring
Ismahanwrites Sep 2016
she looked down
at what used to
be it once
she found nothing
but a body full
of scars.
Ismahanwrites Sep 2016
He felt the rays
of the sunlight
as He watched her
set foot in his life.






     --ismahan
Ismahanwrites Sep 2016
she got high
with his warmth
his tenderness  
that melted her heart
He makes her want to
wander ceaselessly in his
arms.
Ismahanwrites Sep 2016
Ecstasy was his
Lips on mine.
Now it's all
Gone.
Ismahanwrites Sep 2016
I predicted us
being one.
My mind didn't
Predict a plus two.
its funny how
One's imagination
can predict happy
Moments but not
the ruiners.





           --Ismahan
Ismahanwrites Sep 2016
I was not humble enough to know
the truth that in life
we cant wait for opportunities
to knock on the door
but to chase them with
full hope.
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