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muhdzaim Jul 2018

"Whose fault is this?"
Nobody knows, nobody wanted to come out,
Too silent to hear a crack sound,
Yes, the offender is too powerful,
and make us "zip" our mouth.
Forced us to point our finger at poor people,
and made us feel guilty.
This weakness kept hunting us down
and "dance" with us on the ground.

Boy or girl, you can cry
but how long?
"How long can I endure ?"
I still do not know the answer.
While we are "making" the world more worst,
we still lose deep in our minds.
Afraid to come out, afraid to speak out loud,
Afraid to fight back and keep "lying" to ourselves.

"When we could stand together?"
"When the cry would stop?"
"When does the dream become true?"
Today I am standing on my own feet to fight's back, tomorrow I am happy,
Today I stopped the cry to makes a great move and said "no" loudly,
Today I came out as a "real" person, no faker, no more "questions".
Yes, today, You and I can change the "questions" to reality.

No more questions guys. It's okay you can cry even you're a boy because you're human too. But when the "questions" can change to reality? So let's be brave to come out, say "no", fight back, stop the cry because that's the only ways to change the world to a better place because we deserve to be happy and make our dream come true.

#zaim #questions #brave #happy #fight

muhdzaim Jun 2018

Roses

Those "petals" start to blooming like a wing,
The "pleasant scent" start spreading with the wind,
While too much colors "they" wanted to be,
More "thorns" keep growing and freely hurting.

"They" are just like roses,
Roses have 14 colors,
But "they" have more than 14 colors,
Sometimes "they" mixed and
Hide behind the beautiful "images".
While the outside keep blooming beautifully,
The inside keep hurting
and "hiding" secretly.

I love "roses" because of their scent,
I have it but still forgot their "thorns"
Those "thorns" bleed me every time I touched,
Hurt me deeply yet still mesmerizing.
Yes it's true ,
"They" keep forgot why I love
and have them.

Well actually i relate "roses" to human who looks innocent, pure and beautiful outside but actually the inside as bad as we never imagine . Too much personalities(colors) they wanted to be and show, the evil side keep hurting other people and hiding perfectly without no one know. We all have fav "roses" in our life , but we always forgot their "thorns" that actually can bleed and hurt us deeply.

#zaim #roses #human

muhdzaim Jun 2018

Pain.

When we were small,
Our parents want us to talk.
When we can talk,
Our parents want us to walk.
Today when we are walking,
We could feel the breeze.
Walk by the road, there's no peace exist.

When we could feel and see,
The world is all about pain.
That's time we realize that people only act like "saint".
When our parents dead,
We could feel the "bang".
Along by the pain,
They attack us like dark shadow fang.

There's no doubt without doubting,
There's no satisfactions without trying,
And there's no pains without causing.
We kept drowning by the "dark" pleasure,
Because the "dark" pleasure is more pleasure
While the slave praise "them" and forget their sins,
All the poor people keep stitching and defending.

Today, I barely can enjoy the rain.
Yes I hope I can turn back time and become kids again,
Too much shadow and pains I received today,
Most of it from the one i believed nowadays.

#zaim

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