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Haadiya Sunasara Mar 2021
Sometimes....
A single tear
Is enough to
Express a shattering soul
Sometimes....
A single word
Is enough to
Tear up relations
Sometimes....
A single smile
Is enough to
Fall
Small things yet huge impacts....
Haadiya Sunasara Oct 2020
A Blessing,
So extraordinarily lovely,
It made awes erupt

A Star,
So immensely dazzling,
It made the raging storm unknown

A Shadow,
For company,
Even in solitude

A Sword and Shield,
To fend of enemies,
On the battle field

A Blanket,
To ward of evil
That lures around

Friends...
Angels in disguise
Friends are supposedly our other half’s...unable to survive and grow without them.
They know us like the back of their hands from our best to our worst
Haadiya Sunasara Oct 2020
I can't breathe,

The walls are closing in
The sky is turning grey

I can't breathe,

My heart clenches
And lungs are about to burst

I can't breathe

I hold on...
To a string I trust

I can't breathe,

My sanity is a matter of concern
It is just another day till I lose it

I can't breathe,

A shakel holds my ground
I can't help but drown

I can't breathe,

The city lights and stars twinkle
As if to taunt me

I can't breathe

Days go by...
Accompanied by the same.
Being trapped in a place with no where to go is...terrible. It doesn't matter if one has all the luxuries to live comfortably, as long as one stays in a place with 4 walls around them...its hard to breathe.
Haadiya Sunasara Oct 2020
The Rose stood tall,
Among the field of weeds

Its petals were red,
Dipped in blood

Its scent was,
An intoxicating drug

The softness of its petals
Put Eden Ducks to shame

The Rose itself,
Was an Epitome of Beauty and Fame

Nonetheless,
Beauty comes at a price

Its thorns were barriers,
Caging it in its beautiful cell

The were always there,
Ready to ***** if one got too close

The Rose wept,
Of Sorrow and Anger

For it longed,
To be a ****
Everyone has their own thorns...after all we are humans...
Haadiya Sunasara Aug 2020
The waves lashed
At the shore
Angry at the world’s loads

The sand squirmed
Beneath me
Desperate for my next step

***** littered the ground
Some pricking me
As if I were the cause of their frown

The wind blew
Against me
Slashing my face
As it flew
Blinding me

The world was silent
As I enjoyed the solitude
Until once again
It could be ripped from me
Beaches are a beautiful place to be when one wants solitude
Only the sound of the waves are there for company
No one to judge
No one to point out mistakes
Just you and your thoughts
Haadiya Sunasara Aug 2020
The sun dies
To let the moon rise
And spread its light
Far and wide

The stars shine
Illuminating the sky
With hopes and dreams
For the ones below

The wind howls
With unkempt vows
Gushing through trees
As it goes on bitterly

I look at the scene
Sighing at my misery
Wishing for a thrill
On waking up
From the morning trill
Night time has a magic of its own
It’s the end of the day, giving us hopes for a better tomorrow filled with excitement and adventures
It’s the best time to reflect on our thoughts without anything or anyone disturbing us
Haadiya Sunasara Aug 2020
The books I read,
The songs I listen to...
All fill me with envy
Such lives they have
Filled with feelings and emotions
I would die to feel
My insides are numb
As if turned to stone
My mind's dead,
My heart asleep
I carry on like a machine
I want to escape my life
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