It's just a dream

An image of a man,
I saw standing in the dark,
A stench of perfume,
I smell and got flashbacks.

A flashback of times,
When I cry to sleep,
Beaten to my bones,
With bruises that bleeds.

An image of a man,
So Cursed and lonely,
Unhuman on this land,
He had it all and lost it finally.

A man who kills his love,
Will have his love killed,
And never will get the love,
He once have to be relived.

An image of such man,
Do not deserve any love,
He should be left with the mad,
Burning and suffer without any at all.

Should you see him,
Don't even bother,
Avoid his eyes,
It can kill you.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts

It was here

I sat by the corner,
Watching the busy street,
The many faces I still remember,
Oh how they used to wave and greet.

They don't no more,
I guess they are too busy,
They don't even smile anymore,
They always think others got it easy.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts

Kasihku Buatmu

Selagi hayat ku ada,
Selagi itu cintaku membutik,
Buat mu kekasih jika ku tiada,
Jangan lah kau membekukan detik.

Teruskan lah hidupmu,
Seperti di kala ku tiada,
Hidupkan la kembali senyum mu,
Aku ingin melihat kau bahagia.

Jangan lah engkau bersedih,
Jika aku berlalu pergi sebelum mu,
Ku tidak tahan melihat hatimu pedih,
Rasanya seperti rohku diracuni melulu.

-Sebuah catatan oleh Junaidah