Fathimath Farha

Don’t ask me why.
If I walk away, when you call me.

Forgive me.
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Its a really funny thing.
I smile at the thought of it. Here I am, lying under the blue blue sky,
With the cool breeze caressing my tears.
Its not the first time and I'm sure it won't be my last.
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To,
The Wind,
The only one who,
Seems to be listening.
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Did you ever realize,
That when I look at you,
I see nothing else
but you?
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she asks me why.
why did i do something i'd regret?
why did i let go of something i know i cant live without?
and i just stare back. i don't know.
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Your words,
They still ring in my head,
Once so very often, they bring me back,
To a time I wish returned.
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A wandering soul, lost in the
Bleakness,
Of loneliness.
He searches, longing for something,
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Tell me something.
Where are we going?
This life.
What is it really?
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The stars shine bright in the beautiful night sky,
She sits and stares ahead waiting,
The trees quivered in the silent wind, shy
Of all the loving touch she needs.
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He placed his hands gently on her waist,
Her finger rested on his strong broad shoulders.
His eyes, a brilliant blue, they shone, staring deep,
Into her hazel brown eyes.
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I've only recently become a fan of HarryPotter and i guess this poem was inspired by the Dementors, which i find very cool by the way. And here we go,

And when the sun sets low, the moon rises high,
The white Metoners come out to play.
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My little box of memories,
Brimming with visions no on else can see.
My little chest of treasure,
Amassed with value that ruptures all measure.
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I thank god. I thank the power in His might.
For all that I was given and am still receiving.
But most of all, I thank Him for you.
I thank Him for gifting me the most wonderful person.
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I no longer have a father,
I know he’s not coming back,
Sometimes I wish it didn’t matter,
When I know he’ll never walk through that door again,
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He jumped, he ran,
After the killer,
With a gun in his clutch,
He bleeds from wounds unknown,
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His bright blue eyes stared back,
At the one wielding the sword,
Placed on his neck, pressing, so hard,
A little skin gave way, blood seeped out.
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Like a lone leaf swaying in the breeze,
Like a deer creeping in the jungle.
Like a flower living be ceased,
Like my hopes, left to dangle.
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Love the wind blowing on your face?
Smile when joy comes your way?
Do you fume when someone tests your limits?
Do you weep for someone you’ve lost?
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He,
Who created the universe.
He,
Who crafted from nothing.
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My heart aches,
Painful.
My head spin,
Dizzy.
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