Reblogged from High Street Muslimah:
In a circle
That sees no end
What seems eternity
Isn't at all real
The rope of hope
Those tiny little strings
They divide the truth
From the world unreal
The laughter, the cheers
Can be melancholic at times
When you realize the future
What you have today can be gone
The truth that pain
The reality wide open
What's there left of make-believe tales…
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My passion in writing started with poetry which eventually grow into different diversities. One of the poems I wrote entitled THE REAL ETERNITY is now published in High Street Muslimah Blog.
