and sleep please...

At last

Once the sought-after lane
Became the tears-shed pain.

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Owning the burden is half the battle.

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The measurement

Picture is taken here

Start with one
Count until you are done
When? You count and try to run
Till the point you are having no more fun
Playing with number
Playing with the ruler
But can everything be measured?
Just because we want it numbered?
No.
At one point we will know
The point of one feeling,
is the feeling without measure
Since that day you will keep on seeing
the truth that you never consider.

Ever.

:(

There is no secret

Only hidden truth lie beneath the under.

Ukulele oh Ukulele, will you stay?

Deleted and wiped? Done.

Oh, remember the story about a car that looked nice outside but badly damaged inside?

You owe me so many things.
Pay up.


Good bye.

Hop along

Against the dark night
If the cut is that deep
Maybe because it is scary?
Maybe because of the pride?
The man-made excuses?
Throw something over the edges
And run for it
Hop along
Too vulnerable from the truth.
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With you

The best and the worst relationship.
Even after all this time.

The reason I gave up upon feelings.

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Night out

The view in Southbank at night still made me smile. Never fail.

A little girl found running
To the place the hush hush came in
Though the promised never come
But the heart seek no harm
Slowly, withdrawing
From the entangled form within
And the girl stop running

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I need to always check.
Just because
I forgot.

We are so busy growing up,
We often forget that our parents are growing old.

I love you, mom and dad.
From the bottom of my heart.

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Big Day for you..

You stood with me every time I snapped.
You gave me everything of yours when I demanded
You took the white flag whenever we fought, alright
You let me get my own way anyhow you may, you will try..

You are the oldest friend that I have.
One I never need to find,
You will always be there.
And for that I can never forget.
With lots of love, you made me who I am today

I may give you presents in years to come,
but it can never be enough compared
to the present that you already are
to me.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, angah.

Love, along.

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secret admirer

A little birdie sent me a tweet,
Wishing me happiness every single morning
How I mean to send it back and see
From where the little birdie came
Just to be woken up by hurtful ringing- oh
Reality hits.

Forgiven not forgotten

Always forgive,
But never forget
Learn from mistake,
But never regret.

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For a piece of paper

After all the hard work
For all the time spent away from home
For all the tears finishing whatever needed

I am now graduated

Thank you Allah
Thank you to all

Congratulation Izzy, you deserve this.
=)

Yes, maybe?

Yes.
Or no.
Maybe I am not
Only for that day
Been waiting
On the corner of the living
You found me- No?
Where were you?
Come just a little closer
Will you?

Love.

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Thank you Allah

For granting my wish.
Alhamdulillah....

system breakdown.

O God, I know that this is a test for you to me,
but for this, I beg to my knee.
Give me strength
Give me faith
Give me the chance I so long waited.

O God.
Grant me the wish
to give this heart
a little bit of ease.

Pray for my best.

Congratulation on your hard-worked degree.

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Veracity is...?

People tend to not recall

That friendship are not made of deceit

Lots of good hearsay,

Holding to the genuineness?

Or hiding from it altogether?

But after the entire stereo

Of sugar-coating lexis and

merely honesty

Now discern the reality

the hurt of shrewd

the spiteful words.

Sometimes we search for one thing but discover another.

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