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As far as the road takes
Up until the road fades
Oh my love I will accompany you
Till the trails of moon left us
As the setting of sun bereave thus
Oh my love
I can follow you
Hissing bees
Stinking alleys
Haunted Houses
Striking light
Dull bright
Dry drain
Glorious pain
Hurrying lane
Lone cane
Forged myth
Carved beneath
Love thy lover
Thou shall succeed
Oh my love...
Abandon me not
Nay will I
As far as the road takes
Up until the road fades
Oh my love I will accompany you
Till the trails of moon left us
As the setting of sun bereave thus
Oh my love
I can follow you
Hissing bees
Stinking alleys
Haunted Houses
Striking light
Dull bright
Dry drain
Glorious pain
Hurrying lane
Lone cane
Forged myth
Carved beneath
Love thy lover
Thou shall succeed
Oh my love...
Abandon me not
Nay will I
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As the wind blew
My burnt heart itched
I was screaming pain but none could hear
The heart whom I had nourished with love and care had turned into ashes.
A hundred days
you left me here
My longing, my patience
You called it unwanted
A sight
I wanted of you
You never looked up
You burnt it.
My heart.
I wish you had took care of it.
My teenage dreams
Of living like peers
The sound of its crushing are heard from you
Those broken dreams and burnt heart will bravely heal
The cure it needs is never you
My raging fire will warm my coldness
And frigid coldness will cool my rage.
As the wind blew
My burnt heart itched
I was screaming pain but none could hear
The heart whom I had nourished with love and care had turned into ashes.
A hundred days
you left me here
My longing, my patience
You called it unwanted
A sight
I wanted of you
You never looked up
You burnt it.
My heart.
I wish you had took care of it.
My teenage dreams
Of living like peers
The sound of its crushing are heard from you
Those broken dreams and burnt heart will bravely heal
The cure it needs is never you
My raging fire will warm my coldness
And frigid coldness will cool my rage.
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No more can the brightness of life haunt my dark nightmares.
I am past everything that the world holds so dear.
The money which brings luxury, never brought me success.
And people bringing happiness has only sought my pain. Emotions, though mine, were always for others.
City, of all, made me feel foreign.
A home I had sought, prison it seemed.
A freedom I was given, suffocating it felt.
Uneasy, Unworthy, Unbelonged
I am
I am but human
Physical, Emotional Creature
No more can the brightness of life haunt my dark nightmares.
I am past everything that the world holds so dear.
The money which brings luxury, never brought me success.
And people bringing happiness has only sought my pain. Emotions, though mine, were always for others.
City, of all, made me feel foreign.
A home I had sought, prison it seemed.
A freedom I was given, suffocating it felt.
Uneasy, Unworthy, Unbelonged
I am
I am but human
Physical, Emotional Creature
Emptiness
Oh! How I remember those days when I used to read and laugh and cry
Quarrelling and gossiping
Playing and losing
Cooking and serving
my lovelies around
Full of ups and downs
Oh! How lively life used to be
Oh! How come l am here?
With no soul to share
And ears to gossips
No more of age old stories
And no oldies to dictate
Less is there a banter here
Only calm and silence glooms
this tranquil streets and lobbies
of closed shops lined
with haunting strays
men and animals
and lamps going off and on
where empty houses stay
I dread this peaceful city
of beauty uncanned
I loathe my untidy soul for this
For people who yearns for a place like this
For I
Who never know beauty is carried by peace
is unable to comprehend the unknown things like this
Wish I return to the madness of life and life full of lovelies
Wish who genuinely wants it like this replaces me.
#lazypen #review #poetry
Oh! How I remember those days when I used to read and laugh and cry
Quarrelling and gossiping
Playing and losing
Cooking and serving
my lovelies around
Full of ups and downs
Oh! How lively life used to be
Oh! How come l am here?
With no soul to share
And ears to gossips
No more of age old stories
And no oldies to dictate
Less is there a banter here
Only calm and silence glooms
this tranquil streets and lobbies
of closed shops lined
with haunting strays
men and animals
and lamps going off and on
where empty houses stay
I dread this peaceful city
of beauty uncanned
I loathe my untidy soul for this
For people who yearns for a place like this
For I
Who never know beauty is carried by peace
is unable to comprehend the unknown things like this
Wish I return to the madness of life and life full of lovelies
Wish who genuinely wants it like this replaces me.
#lazypen #review #poetry
Bring me back.
When all of this is over
Let's meet
Across the street that cradled us
In her soft sweet trees
And warm yellow lights
Let's have those candies
Of colours bright
Walk along those lanes familiar
Past our known smiles
And known songs
Of neighbour and her pet
Blushing at our crush's sight
And sighing by our auntie's gaze
Past the temple bell and past the call of mosque
Past all that the past had
Past our life that passed away
When all of this is over
Let's laugh and cry
And grin with somber
At the fate of fleeting time.
~Soleha
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When all of this is over
Let's meet
Across the street that cradled us
In her soft sweet trees
And warm yellow lights
Let's have those candies
Of colours bright
Walk along those lanes familiar
Past our known smiles
And known songs
Of neighbour and her pet
Blushing at our crush's sight
And sighing by our auntie's gaze
Past the temple bell and past the call of mosque
Past all that the past had
Past our life that passed away
When all of this is over
Let's laugh and cry
And grin with somber
At the fate of fleeting time.
~Soleha
#lazypen #review #poetry