Shafaq

  The wind blowing had so much to say Presence of you made me sway When open the eyes everything was blue Neither the wind was there nor were you. With the fade smile and tears rolling down my cheeks Some wonderful moments of past I peeked. Letting go off the memories which I'll forever cherish, Leaving me in hands of loneliness you perished. Can't blame the Almighty for the sufferings I had. You were a gift from him to me I said. He must have cried with me as well in Pain It is his will to write some stories in Vain. Adhering to his wishes and accepting the fate of pain. I went ahead and felt. The wind still Blows with your presence again. The sky is blue and it still rains. Sheeza Farooq 💓

  There is a pain that can't be deciphered There are series of thoughts that needs to be heard. But the voices that wants to come out are stuck when they meet the eyes. The eyes that want to reduce your sufferings being an ear to your whispers. Still pondering onto the thoughts of, "How to comfort, once the words are spoken". Then you gaze the eyes and decide Not to speak your actual thoughts clearly. Bothering the empath, his thoughts might get affected. And then again, you swallow some pain and share some. A relief for little part of your soul And excruciating for the other. A pain that isn't deciphered and remains intact as a wound. Wound that needs healing without any medication of love. Sheeza Farooq 💓

  I thought I was fading into the bliss of an old soul The changing times wouldn't withstand me anymore However, some glitch still gets me live through Making  me mould through a startling point. I  thought I was fading into the utopia of love The changing emotions wouldn't let me be at peace However ,some tender hitches  of soft words make me walk slow. Resting my heart at bay and uninterrupted stay In the world of happiness that seems like an infinite point.   Sheeza Farooq 💓

  She saw the teen couple's So naïve  in love Once she was too, When the winters struck. She saw those smiles with shyness and purity in eyes. Only to be dissolving with each other Until they walk a mile. She closed her eyes With a nostalgic trip, The way they used to be lovestruck With the flames of desire, Some fazy memories outgone with the fire! Hey love! "Where are you lost?" A voice cheered and bough her back to present. She smiled averting her gaze And said just admiring their love. To which he said "I wish I met you in those years We would have had such moments too." Little did he know She was bound with Memories of her first love and the adventures of being lovestruck! In the city miles away, Only she walked those paths in her memories again! Sheeza Farooq💓

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