Day 7
Why do I love thee
Oh dear memories.
Why hold on to thee
When every passing day can go by
Making new memories.
Tag: life
Feeling Low
Day 4
Everyday is a new story
A different mood latching onto you.
Today is one of those miserable days
Where you don’t feel good about anything.
You just want to break down
and weep out loud.
Look up at the walls
and hold back those tears from falling down.
Guess it’s okay to feel sad and weak
Now and then
It is just a boo day,
Tomorrow I will be better again.
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i lie here again waiting for the words to come flowing
to help me describe what’s been going
how do i begin my glorious story
a lost soul in a herd constantly seeking for glory
why do i feel i do not belong
thoughts, actions, and intentions
unwanted and sometimes so wrong
they judge and look at me with hateful eyes
i look down and walk ahead
sometimes with a smirk
sometimes with fear and anguish on my mind
why am i unlike the others
staying aloof,
hurting people whom i like,
it’s not that i like to always be alone,
it’s just my racing unsteady mind,
unsatisfied with what’s in hand.
Enlightened
They watch over you with their keen and judgy eyes
Surrounded by dark red clouds emitting an aura of jealousy and envy
They look down upon you to make you feel worthless
You take a step back –
Fear in your eyes
You try to hide your pain
The pressure is pulling you down
You feel weak in your knees
You’re afraid of being consumed by the darkness once you blink your eyes
So, you look straight ahead with passion in your eyes
The fear slowly seems to fade away
The redness of the clouds begins to turn into a pale white light
Suddenly, you are struck by the lightning of enlightenment
Now, you feel whole and satiated.
Know Again
A drop in an ocean
A tear of emotion
Isolation in commotion
A sign of devotion.
In search of an identity
In the enormity of the world
Struggle, passion, and dedication
Are merely but just words
Stand till you fall
Till you prove.
Two Little Souls
Two little souls out in the sun and sand
Joyous and so full of life.
Lost are they in their sweet land of dreams
Obscure and unfamiliar of the worldly miseries.
They play gleefully with a twinkle in their eyes
Laugh uncontrollably at the silliest of their crimes.
Involved are they so intensely in their games
They’ve failed to notice the dirt on their gear.
How you wish to be like them at times
Carefree and peaceful and true of their lives.
Troubled mind
We lie, we hide
We worry about being wrong
We wrap the truth in a bed of lies
Avoid the realities of life.
We shatter with the truth
We try to escape
Seek easy paths
Alas, you are up for disappointment.
Nuraine Sadaf 