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Nishat Firoj Nov 2015
You are but a shadow of a thought.
A thought has no weight nor sound
and you are even less that that;
you are a shadow, bold and round.
Your substance is less, and yet...

it is more

Because you are a shadow that will not stop;
Yes, you, you will not stop haunting me
Every night when the lights are bright
And every morn when I can hardly see.
You weigh more and more in the ethereal plane...

i wish you would leave

Because I am an independent woman
And I dislike this feeling of waiting,
Waiting for something that will never happen,
As I sit, fidgeting, in the realm of the universe creating
Nothing out of nothing out of nothing...

but i still wait for something

Because I am sentimental in my needs
And because I am too afraid to let you go,
Even if I never had you in the first place.
Your place in my mind is like footprints in the snow,
they come and go, then come again...

*because you continue to wander my mind
meh emotions man. emotions.
#dg
Nishat Firoj Jul 2015
The majesty of darkness
And the anticipation of coming light;
A watercolor painting of silver shadows;
The questioning songs of morning birds;
A sky like a crystal bottle filled with a clear sea;
The light splashing across the horizon;
The earth spins to welcome the sun,
Who is late to receive her guests;
The dancing fire set on my muddy eyes;
The opaque clouds escaping my lips;
The crisp and chilling air lacing around clean lungs;
The sun arranges her skirts and rises higher;
And this was my morning.
written on a cold sunday morning earlier this year
jan 25, 2015
Nishat Firoj Jul 2015
She
She's a portrait that comes to life
Every night
And we can't catch up.
She's sheet of music that breathes
And then leaves
Stars flying behind us.
She's a Polaroid that makes you yearn
For a morn
Shrouded in floral musk.
Nishat Firoj Mar 2015
I feel separated and far away.
I watch through a glass ball
And I guess that's all there is to say.

The gray clouds are a swirling mass.
And yet the eye of the storm is so far,
How many miles till we pass?

I am trapped in a cage
And it looks vaguely like a house,
A house set with fires that rage, rage.

My smile is a shield that protects you;
It protects from the ice of my heart.
Everything true is false and false true.

Or so he says
In his craze
And the years passed as days.

And I was the broken diamond
Left in the carnage
Where my beginning met my end.


BUT


I believe in strength
And that I have what it takes
And I have gone to every length
To mend every break
And scar on my glass ball
So that one day I'll see the world
And answer that distant call
Within a stormy, shining girl
Who is me.

So breathe.
Write the first half on a sad day and wrote the second half as a response to urge myself towards optimism and hope.
Nishat Firoj Mar 2015
Tú, siempre actuó inocente para fingir que no existen problemas,
Yo, siempre estoy pensando sobre los problemas.
Tú, siempre estás sonriendo,
Yo, soy un ciclo de lluvia y brillo.
Tú, eres una esfera perfecta con la felicidad y la alegría,
Yo, soy un esfera con cráteres y cicatrices, como la luna.
Tú, eres un rio con agua claro y brillante,
Yo, soy un océano con tiburones, ondas, y mil perlas.
Tú, sólo una etiqueta para el mundo,
Yo, tengo un multitud de sentimientos y pensamientos.
Tú, eres un ratón silencioso,
Yo, soy un pájaro, que canta y que baila con la naturaleza.
Tú, siempre tienes miedo de los que eres más grandes que tú,
Yo, soy una ser humano que es valiente, pero escondido bajo una concha.
Tú, eres un reflexión del mundo cruel,
Yo, tengo un corazón del oro y sal de mar.
Tú, siempre estás confundido acerca de lo que es la vida,
Yo, tengo on voz pequeña que sabe cómo navegar estos mares rotos.
Wrote this for my Spanish class. I really liked how it turned out.
  Feb 2015 Nishat Firoj
Claire Gleeson
If I scream under water,
Can no one hear me?
Because
They
Can
Not
Know.
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