Zahrin Nazah Poems

Till Now I miss the day,
The day we United,
The happy couple,
Approved by God.
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Someday I feel happy,
Someday as usual,
All day feel lonely,
Feelin' horrible,
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What is love?
A sudden flood of oxytocin
spilling from invisible chambers?
A bright spark of dopamine dancing between restless neurons?
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I was nothing without you,
A shabby unsmart rustic girl.
I was like a cuckoo without melodies,
You gave me the voices and I sang just, just for you.
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I'm in love,
More than ever; once for all.
Ne'er in my life felt so pain,
So desire, so optimism.
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Waited to write something,
Precious, vulnerable, valuable or worthless;
Just some words leaps in mind,
Then lost in the web of vaccuam,
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A song never dies,
Like a music,
Or a melody or melancholy,
Same like a drama, a theatre,
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I hit thirty and my back said, 'Hey girl, chill! '
My jeans got tight but not from the thrill.
The club lost charm, the couch gained glory,
And skincare's now a whole damn story.
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We seek what we fear, and we miss what we crave,
The desires that haunt us, so distant, so grave.
For the thing that we long for slips further away,
Like a whisper that's lost in the break of the day.
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How the mirror whispers, casting shadows of doubt,
Once confident faces now twist, looking out.
What's in the glass—both beauty and chains,
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