Fake promises lead to
fake words and a drop Out.
stupid decisions lead to endless
Mockery of a teenage Dream.

  She was promised...

They say wounds Heal
but the Mind doesn't Forget
it recalls every Ounce of
Heartache that was once given
to an innocent soul.

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

Failing was Never considered in Her Checkbook
She was the Ultimate warrior
She was Left Undefeated
She was and still remains a Hidden
Masterpiece.

when the flowers blossom,
I will think of you.
And when the wind blows,
I will also think of you.
And when distance stand against Our love,
I will always think of you.

We Time Travelled together threw Thick
and Thin Worrying about nothing But
Us.

I gave you my Body
I told you Don't play Me
cause my Heart is full of Scars.

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.

Give me Your All
Was his everlasting
Request.

And I chose to gave him
                       None.

I want to look
inside your
head and see
will I show up
as a saint
or a sinner?



--ismahan

His bones needed milk
as much as love
for him to survive
in this cruel world.

we walked and talked together
at the sea .
but our hearts were too different
for each other.

I was all that she was once upon a time.
I was a bee who owned her beehive
I had a  home
and it was you.


_ismahan

she looked down
at what used to
be it once
she found nothing
but a body full
of scars.

For love is therapeutic
Made for two.

What ve'you done to Our Love

                                               Merciless Man.

His words suddenly turned from
"I Love You" to "You Too".

People of color
Aren't we all Humans
Who are striving To do better
Who are harmless
Aren't we all Innocent
who are livings for there ever after
Aren't we all believers
Who are excited to bring newborns
In this WORLD


A World?
        


A world that is full of violence
A world that is so beautiful
Yet corrupted
In every way
In every direction.

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

We sacrificed a lot and
yet no one appreciates us for it

- To be a woman

We've learnt literature
To share our thoughts.

And We prayed each day
To end in peace
Kids running away from content
To the other
Hiding from terror
Wishing the night
Could end at ease.

ALL
Running away from their homes
Seeking nothing
Wanting nothing but a better
Life for their Own.  






                          _ismahan

Stuck in between.....
Do I call him
Do I not
Do I talk To my dad like any daughters would
Do I stay away and not let my mother words down
Shall I not take sides
When all along I was stuck in between
My happiness
And this hideous Un-forgetable scar
That's haunting me
Constantly
Stuck inbetween my fathers love
And my mothers wounded heart.

I hide behind Late night Blues
To keep me Cool
Attempting to not do wrong
One Pen can heal the pain
As delusional I may seem
But, Poetry kept me safe
From doing myself wrong.

Your absences felt like
A gun pulled to my chest
Knowingly that she's sleeping
By your side
Naked while your two bodies collide
And exchange heat I remain untouched.