A piece of my busy mind

A piece of emotion,
Locked away deep inside,
Nowhere shall it go free,
Nowhere it shall be seen.

The line of pleasure,
The line of fantasies,
The thin line of tolerance,
The leeway I've provided.

A spark that spread fire,
So innocent so bare yet so powerful.
The reasoning of your explanations,
Bear no mercy no more.

I want you to burn,
Yet I can't see your pain,
I want you to go away,
Yet I can't stand alone.

I want you stay,
Yet I refuse to accept.
I want you to go,
Yet I didn't let go of my grip.

Why O why,
I wonder with no end,
It's so difficult to be sure,
I need to move on with no regrets.

Please oh Lord,
Show me some sign,
Who will be your choice,
For me to share my life with?

Tell me great Lord,
For only you know,
The carefully chosen one,
Picked and made for me.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts

Love without trust

What is love,
Without any trust,
But with every doubt,
That you're not in his heart.

Where are you in his life,
When he never tells you anything,
What is it that he's hiding you asked,
But no answers, not even a clue from him.

What is happening?
Is there really a third person,
Between you and him in this love,
Or is it just the doubt in the absence of trust?

Will he be loyal and true?
While being apart for sometime?
Or will he find your replacement,
Where his heart holds a hole of loneliness?

Will you be able to stay true?
Telling him your every move?
Will you hang in there for his return,
Without any thought of any kind of failure?

What am I going to do,
If he found someone new?
What will become of me,
If I realised he's no longer mine?

What shall I do,
If I find him changed?
What am I to do,
If I am a different me?

Will he still be there,
Like I am still here for him?
Will there still be love without trust?
Or will this relationship without trust go bust?

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts