Siti Nursyafiqa Syaqireen
Life - Poem by Siti Nursyafiqa Syaqireen
Life, let it drift into the midsummer seas.
A meaningless, endless torture of the thy soul, blessed be.
Diverged in paths no man wished to foresee.
A sorrowful life awaits thee.
Life, beautiful yet painful, truthfully written.
By the one who bares all creation.
A purpose, is it not what thou seek?
But without a creator thou shall not reap.
Life, as they weep for their beloved.
A reminder of death, as it crawled.
Repent not, thy shall regret.
A punishment awaits. Haven? lost.
Life seeks just but does not pay.
A crime of passion sinfully displayed.
Now stupidity and idiocy goes unpaid.
But remember, haunting starts, anguish replays.
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