168 hours

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This week marks the culmination
A reward of patience
Though this is just the begining
This is fate
I tell myself to forget the past
Open my mind and start a new chapter
Im prepared for the hard work
More so for what comes after
But first I need to get through this obstacle
The longest week ever
Or so it may feel like
I feel like an old prince
My throne is overdue
I must act. I have no time to think
If I can just get through these 168 hours
Then i’ll feel like a king

Elle est Belle

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Elle est Belle
Je Commence
Excusez moi mademoiselle
Comment tu t’appelles?
And that’s where I stop
Must be her French allure
Her pull
She has me
All these thoughts come crashing
kamikaze
Bonjour
Je ne parle pas francais
Simply apology
All I know is Elle est Belle
For love is a four letter word
I can say, I can spell
Just not in French

Rectify

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Harsh reality
I learnt that the hard way
Stricken with anxiety
I chase my desires
Dive into a world full of fallacies
I wonder how long I will last
On temporary remedies
Searching for answers within my memories
I fall to my knees
I answer the call to prayer
I so often neglected
The idea of religion being a form of medication
I once rejected
I’m drawn in my time of need
All I have is God
I remind myself everytime I fall
And when it’s time, I answer the call.
To prayer.

Black Tea

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Constant pressure on my conscience

I’m such a mess. Mentally. Physically

I can’t pretend anymore

Watch my smile diminish

A blank stare, when you look at me.

False hope, I only thought because I was bored

Ah, the wonders of an idle mind

Stuck in a black hole

How am I ever going to pull myself back up this time?

Life still has its perks, I guess

I’m going to do what I always do

And just hope that it works

For I really can’t deal with the anxiety

But what I really need,

I need my Bed, Pen, Notepad

And some Black Tea.

 

The Art of Attraction

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Isn’t attraction overrated
If beauty lies in the soul
And if love at first sight is a lie
Where do we lie in the world?

It seems we’re meant to be together
Seeking temporary solace
But if we don’t have now
Then why chase forever?

I’m just an idea
Based on fate
But if our patience is tested
Should we gamble on love?
Or wait till it eventually turns to hate?

A world apart
Suns, Moons and Stars
But if all it takes is a look
Why don’t you admire from afar

You begin to read my soul
When our eyes meet
We are able to tell so much
Without having to speak
Im in awe, too

But let’s not make promises
We cannot fulfill
What’s the point of moving forward
When we’re supposed to be standing still.