Shafaq

Behind a Broken hear is a feeling of an empty soul That wanted to be loved and longed But was only wronged. Behind a Broken Heart are Emotions  That didn't find its way. They wanted to be spoken out and heard But, were never destined for an ear play. Behind a broken heart  Are the words from people you love,  Stabbing like knives  And Slowly wounding your soul inch by inch. Behind the broken heart  Is a life full of disappointments and overthinking That leads to darkness and makes you deprived of morning dream! Sheeza Farooq 💗

She was broken again With the memories. The love that shattered her mind Like the fragrances that soo strong They leave you with traces of headaches. Intolerably Tolerable love  That enticed their lives  Not only did they long for each other's scents and touch. But the soul shutting moments Like the ones that seem undeniably beautiful and pausing for life. The moments they wanted their times to be still and never move. He gulped the smoke like air to breathe The stoned heart has some arteries of heat. He gasped out of exhaustion  And there was no her to be taken  in his arms for a fresh scent again. It was like the oxygen he needed to survive. But to both of them They were like pain and wine.   Sheeza Farooq 💗

  She was afraid of something She didn't knew. All this while she kept it ignored. She knew it was her heart somewhere That fluttered for some sought. She knew she couldn't unpack her emotions But she did let them know her story For later regret. She wasn't afraid to be unliked Yet she was anxious when others didn't match her vibe. Little things made her emotionally numb And bigger issues were like her grin when being dumb. She knew she would win every battle But wounded her soul was what she  Didn't platter. She forgot her pain when she saw her love being delighted. Her pain amplified when they were  struggling for a while. She was full of numbness  Yet she was an energy bomb to others. Nobody knew her zoning out times They saw her being foolish and her silly whines. She didn't want them to learn her thoughts Maybe being tagged boriat was what she unloved . She craved the Love from others when she hated herself on some days. The rest of the time she loved effor

  I don't feel the urge to shed my tears anymore. Even if I want to, I feel not obliged to . I hear people having worse than me on their plate and express their mountains of sorrow. I mentally ride along their way and feel it  in depth. I caress myself and feel my words to be gulped. I be there like a tiny diminutive grain of sand lost in the mountains. May be I want to  have my existence felt, May be I want to flare Like raging fire, But not in the system I'm in now. Maybe a lost space unknown. Somewhere I'll be different and felt. May be treasured and reared. Not like I'm not being treasured for right now, But having the heart too heavy  And gulping in sanity to the edge of the bone. Being not seen  And having my inner world to the brim Shedding out my tears without being guilt tripped. Maybe an escape. Just for a while, Just to free myself of some desires! Sheeza Farooq 💗

  I want a touch that will survive all my life, Every second of being in cover of your lips  That's gonna impact my life. The memory that's never gonna faint when we are apart. The touch that has all our emotions entangled  for letting each other love through fate and a varied past. May be for a while but something that's different and longing for, Not just bodies being United But the rhythm of the soul.. Sheeza Farooq 💗