Shamsudeeni

Others : Student Of UDUSOK, Poet/writer

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Shamsudeeni
To My Beloved
~0.8 mins read
Hello my sweet love, My light in the ocean of darkness, whose love I seek and attention I desire, To whom my heart beats fast for,  skipping a beat as I touched your lips. Slippery wet was the feeling I felt as my lips danced with yours. Giving me pleasure I've never felt before. 
   Gorgeous are you, my lady in white_red dress, for the moon whispered you're prettier then a thousand stars even though you can't hear. 
   Captured by your elegance and your charming way with words like a royal of a noble blood or a goddess with enchanting voice. Oh how I love the Sound of your voice at night, when no ones around except you and I. I'm now a slave to your love. 
     Do believe me my beloved, when I say I find your presence quite intoxicating or rather pleasing to my stay.  Allow me to make a toast to you, To thee whose love made me a prisoner, may you drown in the love I'll give to you. 
     You're golden in everything you do. 
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Shamsudeeni
Troubled Soul
~0.8 mins read
You woke up in the morning with hopes it'll be a brand new happy chapter in your life, a chapter that'll lay ruin to your frustration and pain. Which seems to be moving in an unending sorrowful cycle with no signs of halting whatsoever, you stayed a little longer in bed thinking out loud how you ended up this way?, playing scenes of yourself when you've not lost your peace. The Sun's rays hits your skin and you immediately drift back to reality, you gave a fake smile companied  with a saddened laugh. You tend to act strong and suppress the ever growing despair in your heart while with your loved one's while your soul screams for help but you lips refused to  part. It's night already and the feeling feels like a curse from the depths of hell, you lay on to you bed and closed your eyes forcefully trying desperately to hold back the tears of anguish, you begin to drift again in the vast sea of anxiety and depression, a place you dread so passionately even though it's like a second home born out of your misery. Those silent tears kept pouring like a fountain as you wait for the night to hug you to sleep. 

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