These clouds seem to speak a strong language with me, they seem to guide me everyday, drag me out of sadness and bring me to light. They seem to tell me, I should learn from them, I watch them spin in a wonderous manner. For a moment, you die within, when you feel so connected to the mystical and spiritual side of this world..I always used to think such things don't exist, but with time and experiences, I have come to believe if theres something out there who listens to you closely, it's your own inner pure conscience, which Allah the Almighty blesses us with..
MISUND ERSTOOD At first they you pretend you care, But in reality you were ignorant, You offered help by lipservice, Nothing practical at all, Everytime I was depressed, You thought it was plain drama, Kept saying 'grow up girl', Changes were noticed slowly, The one day you went away, Here I was seeking love and support, Even my friends abandoned me, Everytime they met,it was about them, I pondered on what I had achieved, But there was no answer at all, They don't understand my problems, They never asked, expecting my life go-lucky, Here I am, Sitting on the bed, surrounded by dark walls, Tears keep flowing down nonstop, Wished there was someone by my side, Wiping them away, hearing my pain out, They call me names and think I am bad, They simply don't know my story, Love they say, is a medicine, But I seest that not, it only gives pain, They all called me immature and left, My heart was broken, the music stopped playing, Violins of my heart cried out so bad, Wished, the...
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