Biography of Wardah Arshad
Hey! I'm wardah and I love writing! Mostly I write poems but I usually write stories and articles as well. Follow me on wattpad by the name blackrose94. Pretty excited to be posting my stuff online. Would love to see how everyone finds my work. Thanks for reading!
Wardah Arshad Poems
Trapped In A Day Dream
Never knew what I was getting into, Seemed like such a harmless act, Now I've fallen in too deep, Unable to climb back.
The night's young, Beautiful and dear. The wind comes Blowing my hair.
Stranger In Disguise
I remember how you use to tell me, With pride in your eyes, The day I was born The happiness you couldn't hide
It's all so quiet but suddenly so loud she sits silently then fidgets then crouch
Don'T Be Gone
Dark skies collect this mournful day Pitiful glances look her way Silent questions only she manages to hear Though so strong, it's all too much to bear.
Five Dead Roses
Five dead roses, For five dead days, Days that once, Would light my way.
We believed in everything, And we died to protect it all. In the passing days we lived like demons, Destroying everything we got.
Through The Eyes Of The Homeless
I sit on the pavement, Underneath the clear sky, Through rain or snow, Day or night,
I used to be told death is just a name, to scare naughty children so they learn how to obey. I grew up to believe that forever everyone stayed. But soon, very soon, i found them to go away.
Life Is A Daydream
Life is a daydream, A never ending story, You write every second that goes by, You decide your own ending,
Everything dims down to perfection, This slow yet steady chats become routines, Nothing breaks but nothing stays either, Of These are promises they secretly keep.
I laid my eyes upon him, the last time he looked away, I knew I had fallen, but could not turn away.
The mirrors deceive, they show someone who's not me. a little bit of uncertainty fills the face of the reflection that's not me.
A secret note I write your name, The secret words which, in my heart, still remains, A secret wish I write on this sheet, I wish our hearts, as one, could meet,
The mirrors deceive,
they show someone who's not me.
a little bit of uncertainty
fills the face of the reflection that's not me.
A smile on my face,
but the reflection only frowns,
why is it, that my reflection's so down?
My eyes so clear,
But in my reflection, there's a tear.