too tearful a night,
to stand up and fight.
blinded by grief,
in disbelief.
_______ by fierce [...]
as many hearts pierce
through racing thoughts,
connecting the dots.
finding oneself.
and then getting lost.
scattered through leaves,
a message weaves.
yeah not done, kind of scattered just posted it to save it somewhere.
3 comments:
Hafsa you rock sis...mwahahha ;)
nice nice nice masha'Allah! keep up the good work sis :D two comments in a row..:D
someones got the poetic mo-jo eh?
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