Afiqah Jun 30

life’s
the only enemy
that’s worth battling
and firing up those fists for
the rest of it that comes along
are just simply
little miniatures
that only knows how to count
the breathing stars
but forget
the fallen, deadly ones still glow

-a.

Afiqah Jun 28

time is slowly
making its silent kill
and I still spend
wasting too many nights
playing a couple of roulette
betting
on tomorrow's becoming

will the sun adore
and steal these delicate tears away
or will the moon carry
and rebirth the fraction of our souls
to the stars
we settled with

-a.

Afiqah Jun 27

I got to breathe
maybe just not the same
like when the stars
take its little peep past daylight
bringing soft little cheers
to raise the love in our souls
to synchrony
and I think that’s why
there is no scar in happiness
to show
how our hearts ache
for deep storms and thunders
to come through and
keeps us loving the risk
of being found in each other

-a.

Afiqah Jun 19

it was always hidden
in the welcoming smell of rain
no matter
how soft and quiet
or how heavy and stormy
they came
in all sorts of drizzle
either way,
nothing else could beat
to the wild, lingering, raw sound of it
and
to feel you through
my flawed skin
over again

-a.

— The End —