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Thoughts of youWoke up in the corner of my room
no echos, no voices around
can't see any light.. must be late midnight
gathered my parts all together
made my way to the window and stood staring
at this lonesome space
and oh... thoughts of you
where you might be~
how would you be doing~
oh... these distances never seem to end~
just few moments
a moment of silence, with my only companion
this "medwakh" who only satisfies for moments
and a moment of weakness, when heard the prayer callings
didn't know what to ask for
because it's just...
thoughts of you
suddenly i hear a beep
dreaming? or was i awake?
or dreaming while i am awake
wherever you are, just be safe
because i just can't stop these thoughts
thoughts of you...
It's Okay to be ImperfectThe moon
Stand Against SuicideI know the pain is perhaps unbearable,
But darling, please put down the blade.
Release your emotions through tears and smiles,
Rather than dreading these days.
Do it for the little girl, whose mother can’t be there,
Or for the boy whose father drank too much.
For the boy who can’t sit in elementary school,
Because the bruises from Daddy hurt to touch.
For the teenage girl lying face down in her bed,
Thinking, why can’t it all be done?
For the elderly man looking up at the stars,
Counting the days one by one.
Do it for the children who wonder, does it end?
For the ones who feel left on their own.
For the ones who think, maybe it wouldn’t be so hard
If I didn’t feel so left alone.
And finally, do it for one other person,
The person in front of these words.
Because you’ll never know how it gets better
When focusing on pain and hurt.
Live one more day, dear, for them and for you,
And I swear to you, problems will fade.
I know, for right now, it’s p
Unable to loveMy love was pure
I only wanted
But my heart
Because my love
Like a piece of garbage
And now I'm unable
Because the shreds
Of my shattered soul
I Thought I Needed FeminismI thought I needed feminism, when I was a little girl.
And I am very sad to admit, that this wasn't very long ago.
I thought when he held the door open for me, that he was making a big mistake.
That he was being a pompous ass, and he took my strength for a fake.
And when he offered to pay my tab, I still called him an ass.
Because I thought he assumed I was poor, and below middle class.
Or when his hard work earned him a promotion,
yet I did nothing, and the boss' ignorance to promote me, I believed was a sexist notion.
My friend really wanted feminism when she found her ex-dead drunk,
removed his clothes, and without his consent, had a pleasurable fuck.
When her parents bust into the room unexpected that night,
she said he raped her, and he was arrested without so much as a fight.
Perhaps feminism was there when I walked out into the street in pure nudity,
and shouted the my neighbors “You have no right to judge me!”
I didn't care about the children who were standing in th
MathematicsI am but the sum of my
F L A W S;
a network of
S C A R S
a disaster of
D R E A M S
a shield of
B O N E S
C A L C U L A T I O N
a void of
DifferentDifferent on the outside,
Different mask you see daily,
Different girl you call ‘Hailey’
To my surprise
Your ears are distracted,
So I tell lies, looking into your eyes,
“Yea I’m fine. Simply tired”
For that response my brain is wired.
Different mouth you hear speaking,
Different voice you hear screaming
Different eyes you see pleading,
Different person you’d befriended
I’m sorry this is how it’s ended.
DethronedI have created Eden, through the strokes of my pen,
But it was made of promises, and angels
That were too fragile to hold the weight of our sins.
You were my goddess, on a throne made of dreams.
Which you were probably
They didn't glimmer and shine
like the diamonds decorating your rings.
They were the hopes of a man
So madly in love, but you poured poison into his heart
And so he rotted, each time you gifted him with a kiss.
She thinks. Sat down to calculate the inches of my faults, my senses literally disobey me
Through this long night i try to write, about those faded and shattered lies
Lies I've known about you, lies that destroy your precious sight
Surely i can take you alright, and I'm sure you still don't know me
Didn't you relax upon your boundaries, think i would be just another flight
To that cold body, to some precious moments of your life
your imperfect smile
the awkward flaw in your talk
your facial expression
that body movement
I'll just stop so plain
I'll just stop so plain
I'm just bored of your false tricky cheats
I need some honest players in this street
I've tasted poison so many times, my silence is the judge within
And by this silence i judge one thing
I don't need this cat, hell i don't want this thing
Fed on pleasant food; yet nose in every bin.
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