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Azra Hussain Poem
Dream came true
That’s what she thought
But it was stepping into the reality
That she didn’t know
Something around her was not right
Confusing and consuming her mind
She was called crazy and lame
Yet weird vibes spinning around
One day she finds out the truth
Love you, good night and sleep tight
Good morning love, my jaan
Then comes Lies, manipulation and gaslighting
She gets slapped for finding out things
Jaan gets protected and secured
She gets apologies with roses and cake
Jaan gets midnight texts
She got painful marks
Jaan got romantic songs
Feelings and Emotions
Became questions
Beat up, slaps, neck chokes
Curses, filth, everything that hurts
Broken, shattered, devastated
Pain took over her life
Grief or Grateful?
She was confused again
Only escape of life was her lord
Only relief was her lord
Manipulation took over trust
Abuse took over protection
Tears took over romance
Gratitude took over grieve
That’s how she is surviving
Collecting the broken pieces
To glue and fix
To become whole again
Accept the reality of the life
Pain, Joy, Happiness, Kindness revolving around
People manipulate, lie and cheat
God accepts, heals and mends
-Azra Hussain-
Copyright © Azra Hussain | Year Posted 2020
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Azra Hussain Poem
It was all mine
A future filled with hopes and dreams
Him and I
All gone in a blink of an eye
I thought he was all mine
Truth I didn’t know
That he was hers too
His mind, his time, his rights reserved
How pathetic I look
How awful I feel
It was hard to believe
Replacing me would be so easy
Wasn’t I pretty enough - to be attractive
Wasn’t my color enough - to be gorgeous
Wasn’t I rich enough - to buy gifts
Wasn’t I good enough - to be yours
Isn’t it a crime
To destroy my life - over your good times
To play with my feelings
To betray all promises
My love was a joke for you
So you made me look like a clown
My life was played like a game
While you enjoyed your new love in time
-Azra Hussain-
Copyright © Azra Hussain | Year Posted 2020
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Azra Hussain Poem
Isn’t it always
On tip of his tongue
To mispronounce her love name
To call me
Didn’t want to show how fragile I was
So I kept my cool
To pretend how strong I am
Though it was agonizing my heart
Heaps ran through my mind
Does my existence mean anything to him
How easy it was
To leave a scarring wound in my heart
- Azra Hussain - ©
Copyright © Azra Hussain | Year Posted 2021
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