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Sep 25 · 24
brb world
Raihah Mior Sep 25
Books and books
one after the other,
I shall let myself drown
in all its comfort and warmth,
and live vicariously through the lives
of these pretty paper people
that’s much more preferable,
for as long as I please

I shall hope and dream in fiction,
Sing words of poetic dictions,
Find peace of mind in metaphors,
or both hilarity and clarity
enveloped in poetries and fantasies,
Perhaps I’ll let my guard down,
and fall in everlasting love
with the men that breathe charm and ooze chivalry (Re: Dawsey Adams & Mr Darcy)

So brb world,
I'll just pore over these books
as I pour myself another cup of tea
and perhaps read another page (or two or three)
A poem for my books. And my fictional boyfriends :p
Aug 16 · 71
Raihah Mior Aug 16
10,693 kilometres apart


But what is distance
When you’re there
In every curve, every crevice
In every piece of my heart
Aug 14 · 192
Writer's Block
Raihah Mior Aug 14
I don't know why but lately,
writing has been an excruciating process for me
these hands don't write quite nearly as good
rhymes don't seem to spill out nearly as easy
and stringing words together isn't nearly as exciting
as they used to be

The ideas in my head sound a little too ridiculous
The dreams I have are a little too farfetched
The faith I used to believe in so firmly is dissolving
slowly, bit by bit

Lately, I'm just tired and uninspired.
I'll probably edit this later when I'm in the right headspace. And when I finally feel inspired to write again.
Raihah Mior Dec 2018
1  It's the strangest phase of your life EVER.

2. You're sort of transitioning into an adult but you're still very much a child at heart.

3. You start to take up multiple responsibilities - at school, at home, maybe a part-time job. And sometimes it can be overwhelming for you.

4. Pursuing an education takes a whole lot of work, no matter what type of course you take.

5. It’s also a privilege for many, so be thankful for that.  

6. People can be a handful. Some are literal pieces of ****. So know your battles; know when to engage and disengage.

7. Friends worth keeping are the ones who let you grow and flourish without having to be there 24/7.

8. Show kindness, no matter the circumstance. (Because kindness always wins!)

9. It's better to just stop thinking of what others think of you.

10. And gosh, stop judging yourself too hard.

11. Overthinking does ****. Take that leap of faith once in a while, you'll be fine.

12. You're already amazing, as is.

13. Sometimes the ones you love most are the ones who hurt you most.

14. Sometimes the ones you love most are the ones you hurt most.

15. You will fall. And you will fail. Over and over and over again.

16. And jatuh ha gedebuk gedebang tergolek terlantang into the furthest, deepest pit of the hole.

17. But somehow you’ll find yourself back up again. And somewhere along the way you realise it wasn’t that bad of a fall.

18. Then you realise there are so many things to be grateful for, Alhamdulillah. (and that you were just being a big *** whiny drama queen, exaggerating every little, minuscule thing all along)

19. Also, it’s okay to be sad, miserable and feel so alone once in a while. And boy oh boy you WILL cry like you’ve never cried before.

20. But that doesn’t make you a baby. It makes you stronger. Feelings and emotions are important and they do matter. You matter.

21. Despite it all, you’ll always have God. And that is the best part.
This year has truly been a downward spiral of a roller coaster ride for me. However challenging it was tho, it did teach me a lot and i know i’m a better person because of that. Looking up to the new year hehe cuz I kinda have a good feeling about 2019! So yeah, here’s to a fresh new beginning! *clinks glasses of apple juice* Happy New Year everybody :)
Sep 2018 · 192
Raihah Mior Sep 2018
Inhale and exhale,
I dream of an escape
Away from myself.
The world gets a little too much sometimes. A pause button on life would be great right now, just so I could catch my breath.
Sep 2018 · 6.2k
Reflections on love
Raihah Mior Sep 2018
1.  It always happens completely unexpectedly.

It could be a year from now, perhaps another 5 years, maybe tomorrow. It could be the person you've been liking for the longest time, it could be your bestfriend that you didn't think you'd fall for, it could be the guy you met for three days during your sister's graduation day. Nothing's ever really certain. You just don't know when it'll happen. And with whom.

2.  It's good to know what you want. But never set expectations.

I've come to realise that what's most important is that you share the same or similar end-goals with the person. Having different outlooks on life isn't necessarily a bad thing, as long as the things you wish to achieve in life are, or should at least be aligned to one another - whether it's family, career or personal life goals. It's also good to know what you want in a person in terms of his/her core values. BUT, having a list of what your dream person should physically and mentally turn out to be? Nope, throw that out.  

3.  Self-love before anything else.

It's about acknowledging your flaws. Knowing and understanding your little quirks. Enjoying time by yourself and taking pleasure in your own presence. Looking in the mirror and feeling beautiful/badass. Ultimately, it's about accepting yourself exactly the way you are. Loving yourself first and foremost, above all else. And eventually having enough confidence to know that however and whoever you are, the other person will come to love every single little detail about you.

.....but what if they don't?

Simple. Get outta there. You don't deserve it.
You've got too much self-respect for that.

4.  Take all the time you need.

In an era of technological advancements and glorified instant gratification, it's easy to fall into the abyss of wanting more and more and wanting it NOW. Everywhere you look, everyone around you seems to be falling in love and having the time of their lives. Pfft, it isn't that hard is it? People find their soulmates all the time. It's just a mere click of an app. Swipe right, there you have it.

Now... here comes the hard-hitting truth. Falling in love is a literal piece of cake. Staying in love, now that's the hardest part. This is where patience and taking the time to know a person is crucial. It's very important to know the person as a friend first before anything else. Also, the friendship should make you feel comfortable enough to know that no matter how much time you take and need, it only proves that it'll further flourish into something even more meaningful as time progresses.

It's like cheese. It's only better with time.

5.  It should set you free.

I used to think love is somewhat this concoction of paradoxes -  it should be happiness and despair, goodness and pain, all jumbled up into one. You're supposed to love someone so much till it hurts. You're supposed to miss him till your head spins and your heart literally aches. It's supposed to make you feel like the worst.... but completely in love.

But as time passes and age matures me, I start to realise that it should be in fact, the complete opposite. Well, yeah, maybe it should make you feel like all those generic lovey-dovey things like in rom-coms. It should make you happy and grin like an idiot. It's gonna turn you into a big ball of cheesy fluff sometimes.

But what it should really feel is easy and breezy, like a pretty summer's day. No one has to feel like you're giving too much and receiving too little when there's mutual understanding and love for each other. It shouldn't feel burdensome when both of you respect your boundaries and spaces. There should too, be times spent apart. You are, after all, two completely different individuals merged together. Your union should make you strong but light on the feet; attached but not chained to one another. You are each the savoury and the sweetness of a PB&J sandwich; both constituting different parts of a whole.
I know this isn't the slightest bit like poetry, and that it belongs in a journal or something... But I dunno, it's been circulating in my head for quite a while. I've just been reflecting on past friendships and relationships a lot lately, I guess.
Jul 2018 · 584
The man in the yellow myvi
Raihah Mior Jul 2018
Every now and then
I find myself catching glances
Of faces
Behind dashboards of
Yellow myvis
To see your face again
Even if its just a mirrored shadow
Of your silhouette
Guess it’s time to close an old chapter. Goodbye yellow myvi man.
Dec 2017 · 649
Kota Korupsi
Raihah Mior Dec 2017
Dalam retrospeksi
minda naif kecilku pernah berimaginasi
memikirkan dunia luar sana yang bagaikan fantasi
hati merontakan suatu kebebasan yang diimpi
namun kini ku sedari, itu semua hanyalah persepsi
seorang gadis kecil yang dahulunya bercita-cita tinggi
masa sudah tiba untuk kembali ke realiti.

Selamat datang ke Kota Korupsi
di mana manusia-manusia bertopengkan syaitan
kehausan kuasa, kerakusan harta duniawi
dipuja, dipuji dan disanjung tinggi
pil penawar pula makanan ruji untuk depresi
tiada lagi tempat mengadu, tempat meluahkan hati
hanya tinggal kata-kata yang kehilangan erti
terpapar di kotak skrin empat segi.

Bangsaku semakin alpa, agamaku jauh sekali
soal halal haram tidak dipertikaikan lagi
hanya topik sembang santai di kedai kopi
bicara hari nanti ditolak dahulu ke tepi.

Dunia yang dahulu semakin pudar
hanya serpihan di hujung sudut memori
masa berlalu terlalu pantas, terlepas dari jari-jemari
sekarang sudahpun tiba generasi baru menapakkan kaki
namun, lihatlah sejarah mengulangi dirinya sekali lagi
selagi nafas belum terhenti
selagi kita belum pergi.
My first actual sajak written for my Penulisan Kreatif class. Not my best work, but I'm genuinely quite proud of it. We had to recite it in class and I actually did it, with hand movements, ****** expressions, intonation, all that jazz (it was even accompanied by a Tron soundtrack hahahah). Basically the poem's just a little commentary on what globalization has brought to the people of my side of town. But I guess it applies to everyone too. The world keeps changing and evolving anyway. What are we to do. *shrugs*
Jan 2017 · 5.8k
A letter for Z.
Raihah Mior Jan 2017
I am still
In deep thought-
Wondering, how easy I’ve let you slipped
From my hands
And from my heart


Let’s take a step back
And recount the moments
Recollect the memories
Reminisce the good old days
And reassess this overnight decision I’ve impulsively taken

Let’s take a few more steps back
And remember the first time I met you
Back in high school
The first time I said hi
And thought you were cute

You were a plethora of my firsts
The first boy bestfriend I’ve ever had
The first boy to ever ask me out on dates
The first boy to talk to me on a daily basis
The first boy I ever liked…. Who actually liked me back

You were my first love

I thought I loved you like I’d never love anyone else
I told you everything
Wrecked these walls I’ve sheltered from for so long
Just to hand you this little fragile heart of mine
Through the cracked linoleum and the broken glass windows
I gave you a golden ticket and an aerial view
To my world

And after two years,
In the end,
You did decide to return the favour
You trusted me enough
To let me enter this mystical world of yours
These two dimensions you seem to always get lost in
Those two roads diverged in a wood
That you can never seem to wrap your head around
and choose

As I write this,
I start to realise why and how I stopped loving you

I think I got tired
Of trying to pull you up
As you let yourself drown in the seas
of your undecided thoughts

I stopped loving you
The moment you say “I’m going to change”
But the next day you woke up
You put on the same old clothes
You took the same route
To the place that led you exactly back to where you once were

I got sick of
Saying the same things
Over and over again
Asking you to change
Only to expect nothing in return

Truth be told
As similar as we are as people
We live in worlds too distant apart
Your world is too foreign for me, too fast and scary
Whereas my world is too small and tightly guarded, all child’s play

As much as I’d want to love you
I can’t seem to do so
And if I could, I'd say this a million times to you

I truly am sorry.
Didn't think i'd make a poem out of this hahah. It's just something that's been bubbling up inside my head for too long.
Anyway, this is for Z; The one I thought would be the love of my life.
Thanks for always being there for me.
Dec 2016 · 358
Is any of it real?
Raihah Mior Dec 2016
I mean, look at this. Look at it! A world built on fantasy. Synthetic emotions in the form of pills. Psychological warfare in the form of advertising. Mind-altering chemicals in the form of... food! Brainwashing seminars in the form of media. Controlled isolated bubbles in the form of social networks. Real? You want to talk about reality? We haven't lived in anything remotely close to it since the turn of the century. We turned it off, took out the batteries, snacked on a bag of GMOs while we tossed the remnants in the ever-expanding Dumpster of the human condition. We live in branded houses trademarked by corporations built on bipolar numbers jumping up and down on digital displays, hypnotizing us into the biggest slumber mankind has ever seen. You have to dig pretty deep, kiddo, before you can find anything real. We live in a kingdom of *******. A kingdom you've lived in for far too long. So don't tell me about not being real. I'm no less real than the ******* beef patty in your Big Mac.

- Mr Robot
Nov 2016 · 354
Raihah Mior Nov 2016
"We cannot imagine how to be happy, but such wild imagination is the secret to happiness."
Jun 2016 · 380
I've learnt that
Raihah Mior Jun 2016
A boy and a girl
aren't meant
to fall in love with each other
but instead,
to love
and be loved
by one another.
A letter, for one of my best-est friends, Z. Though i wish i had enough guts to actually send it to you.
Jun 2016 · 299
Raihah Mior Jun 2016
And what is life
of this world
the enjoyment
of delusion

//Ali 'Imran 3:85//
Have a blessed Ramadhan everyone ✨
Raihah Mior May 2016
The truth is
I never meant to walk into your life
And be an intrusion
I never meant for this
To be an illusion
Loving you
Was never part of my intention

Your distance
Puts me in a state of confusion
Your silence
Leaves me with no conclusion
All thats left now
Is a friendship built in delusion


But it's ok
I guess i've come to a decision
To make myself believe
That our encounter
Was just a lovely intermission
For SR.
Mar 2016 · 402
A Mess of a Mind
Raihah Mior Mar 2016
I find myself
In this distorted mess
Caught up
In an endless loop
Recurring images
Inside my head
A thousand syllables
Stuck between my lips
Uncertain thoughts
Orbiting in empty space

I've lost myself
In a mirage
Intertwined between
what is real
And what is not
I am neither here
nor there
I cannot leave
Nor can I stay

And so
I find myself-
How you could even come close to loving
This mess of a mind of mine
Mar 2016 · 2.8k
Silent Killer
Raihah Mior Mar 2016
They say words
can cut you
with wounds deeper
than a knife could
But how is it that
your silence
is what cuts me
through my veins
and kills me softly
I wish you'd just tell me what's wrong. And I'm hoping it's just one of those rollercoaster rides, where we're zooming down fast for a moment before we go back up. Cuz yknow, I really miss you N.
Mar 2016 · 306
3:32 AM
Raihah Mior Mar 2016
I'd rather stay awake at night
To stare at ceilings
And think of you

To be blinded
by darkness
instead of seeing daylight,
To listen to the rhythmic squeak
of the old rotating fan
instead of the chirping birds,  
To find comfort
under the warmth of my blanket
instead of the warmness of sun

I stay awake at night
Just to feel alone
And think of you

Thoughts somehow became clearer
And music sounded so much better
Feb 2016 · 287
Raihah Mior Feb 2016
I remember I've dreamt of you before,
And I have loved you; from your outer layers to your very core

Your dreams, your frustrations, your fears
What makes you happy and what wets your eyes with tears?

Everything, I wanted to know it all,
Before I even knew I was going to fall
Feb 2016 · 268
Like Flowers (part 2)
Raihah Mior Feb 2016
Like flowers,
You start to bloom again
everytime it's spring

And now,
Spring has come.
I love you
I love you still
I love you always
Someone tell me how to get over your first love :(
Feb 2016 · 407
It's Kind of Funny
Raihah Mior Feb 2016
It's funny,
How at nineteen years of age,
your mother still calls you baby

How I hate boys who wear pink
But that shade of rouge looks almost charming on you

It's kind of funny,
How everyone thinks you're always happy and chirpy,
But it was I who got to see the multidimensional you

Still, it's kind of funny,
How easily you've lured me
into your
Jan 2016 · 236
Raihah Mior Jan 2016
I'd just like to know if maybe
All this while
I haven't been writing ****
Jan 2016 · 299
Raihah Mior Jan 2016
Take my hand,
As we roll down the hills of melancholy
As we emerge from the ocean of uncertainty
As we run from the monsters of misery
As we exhale the oxides of evil
As we burn the remaining ashes of fear

Take my hand,
As we travel to the continents of curiosity
As we bite into the oozing deliciousness of joy
As we stay afloat on the clouds of comfort
As we fall into a deep slumber of silence
As we build a house out of these little bricks of strength (and patience)

All I'm asking you is to
Take my hand
Jan 2016 · 315
Empty cup
Raihah Mior Jan 2016
What is it like, when the flowers start to bloom?
But the skies seem dark, filled with gloom

Or when the peaches are gold and starting to ripen,
But the pain inside- you could feel it tighten

And when you thought the stars above had finally lit up,
But your heart remained the same like an empty cup
Jan 2016 · 325
A little list of hopes
Raihah Mior Jan 2016
I hope people will always remember me with good memories instead of the bad ones.

I hope people wont ever have to feel a loss when i'm no longer in this world.

I hope my grave will just be the layers of earth and nothing else that covers my lifeless self.

I hope the people that I love will always know how much they mean in my life.

I hope whatever I've done in this world is enough to be entitled to enter the doors of Jannatul Firdaus.
Jan 2016 · 561
Raihah Mior Jan 2016
And as the wind blows,
her hair flows,
the dandelions tickle her nose,
the grass sways beneath her toes

she is airborne

Like a flock of sparrows,
she soars the sky high and low,
in search of a tomorrow,
with her pocketful of oreos

Just as the dark clouds came down to say hello,

away she goes
and gone are her sorrows
P.S. The oreos were necessary, just in case she got hungry.
Jan 2016 · 400
Like Flowers
Raihah Mior Jan 2016
Like flowers,
You were beautiful in my eyes,
A faint sweet smell would engulf my senses,
As I held each stalk delicately in my hands,
Everything about you; I admired.

Like flowers,
You needed sunlight to grow,
Carbon dioxide; vital for respiration,
And water, aplenty to seep through the saps,
to bring you to life

Like flowers,
I took you to the heart of my home,
Placed you in the prettiest pottery I could find,
Filled it up with water,
Fresh from the tap,
I put you on the table top,
for everyone to see

Raw, rare and real,
There you sat,
Beautiful as you are,
The centrepiece of my home

Like flowers,
Days went by,
and so did your petals.
The leaves had started to wilt,
The stem- shrivelled and weak

Like flowers,
they reminded me of you,
of the feelings I had for you

Fresh, crisp, beautiful at first
But in the end,
All that remained faded away
For Zaid, the one I thought would be the love of my life
Jan 2016 · 804
Oh Hun
Raihah Mior Jan 2016
Oh ***,
you and your puns
I've had too much fun,
laughter- tonnes and tonnes

Happiness to me
is like sticky toffee buns,
bubble-shooting guns,
or late night cartoon reruns

But with you,
it's like a thousand splendid suns

— The End —