A long, long time of waiting. A short, short time of losing. I don’t want it to happen. I love you so much that I can't afford to lose you. I don’t want to give up all of me just because you lied to me about your love, your sincerity. I don’t want anything else, just your loyalty and tender.
The fire is burning.
Please, don’t put it off.
Whatever crashed you
You were able to move past it
That’s natural. We recover. We get damaged
And then we rebuild
I couldn’t rebuild. I don’t even think I want to rebuild
I was shattered and maybe it was best to keep me that way.
Sumayyah Jaafar Ali
Hidden behind the Botox and face mask;
A modern taboo, sensitive to ask.
It involves more than figures and numbers;
A trip ride you forget and remember.
Changes and transformation all the way;
Pray to stay at best, nature cannot sway.
More fear than death, aging is a stigma;
Terror on mirror, trauma is drama.
Age is as old as you are, felt or think;
Peeling vanity, live to shine or sink.
The body does not aged and fall the same;
Face is young, energy decline, knee lame.
Wig, dentures, hearing aids, and walking frame;
Aging well is living, no shame in game.
Dr. KH Lim.
When times get tough,
Just remember, it is 'time' that teaches us the most valuable lessons & helps us grow,
We always want more,
Sometimes, we ruin what we already have,
By searching for something that we don't need,
Why? It is because we are only humans,
Dissatisfaction is always our best enemy, it's too close,
Nothing we get is enough,
And we fail to realise…
Who are we? A sinner who is probably gonna sin again..
Alhamdulillah for everything.
It is such a blessing & why should we question?
We are perfect in our imperfections.
We are beautiful in imperfections.
He's the best Creator & it is beyond perfection.
FAA ISMAIL | SHAH ALAM, MALAYSIA.
Say you love me,
Say you won’t let go –
I’m too dependent on you,
Too attacked, not too light,
I’m heavy baggage, I know;
But you’re the only one whom I trust,
To carry me on your shoulders.
I’m a little child,
I can barely see beyond the lines,
So how would I know what hurts you,
When I’m the hurt all the time?
I know I am but a fool,
There are people who treat you better,
They can give you comfort and everything,
While I can only write letters –
If you go, I will try to understand,
Even I can’t love myself,
So how can I think you can?
I am bruised
My confidence is low
My heart is beating fast
My life is moving slow
I am in a certain limbo
I can’t get out of these thoughts
Everybody’s life is moving forward
Mine is going go and stop, go and stop
I am afraid
I can’t tell anyone though
My life is a mess
But no one will know
I am a coward
I won’t tell anyone how I am
I since went into hiding
Hoping my problems will end
I dare not tell my parents
They will criticize my decisions
Make me feel humiliated
But the worst, they will make me feel like a disappointment
Don’t be like me
Afraid to face my fears
I would have been better off if I had asked for help
And heard everyone’s views and opinions
Now, I am stuck
With nowhere to go
Wish me luck
In going through this state of nothingness
Perempuan Melayu Berbaju Kurung
We’ve been broken
Some broke once while others broke twice
Whatever love spoken
It has its own price.
Never love to receive
As love is to give
Those who grieves.
We’ve been broken
Think wisely before fallen
Cause once you fall
That will be the last call.
We’ve been broken
And that make us golden
As now we know our true devotion.
-Nazurah AR, Kuala Lumpur.