I miss you

It has been 4 months and 23days now,
I still think of you, in every breath I take,
I still misses you, when I am all alone,
I thought I had moved on, but I was wrong.

I still need you by my side,
I know every detail of you,
And you know me so very well,
And I wished you were here to fix me.

Only you would know what to do,
You would know how to make me smile,
You know how to mend my broken heart,
Only you know the words and ways to myself.

I still yearn for your return,
I still dream of your warm hug,
I still do remember the way we used to,
I have to say, I can't seem to live without you.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts

Please....

Put a smile,
On my face,
Give it awhile,
For it to embrace.

Dry the tears,
On my cheeks,
Hold me near,
Add a few pecks.

Clear the doubts,
Within my soul,
Get into my thoughts,
But don't be too bold.

I am no longer agile,
I can't do those stunts,
My heart became fragile,
I just can't handle those runts.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts

Inter-section

I came across another junction,
Another traffic light to obey,
I need to rush off yet I had to stop,
Another obligation I had to pay.

It was hard to make a choice,
Yet the decision I have to make,
It was even harder to forget the love,
Yet I had to let go to receive.

In this inter-section,
I found you and another,
At this very moment,
My heart raced not for one but two.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts

Someday

Someday,
The questions,
Will have answers,
In your own thoughts,
They'll voice all out.

Someday,
You'll know,
Why I left,
Abruptly,
Just like that.

Someday,
You'd realise,
I have reasons,
A little and somewhat,
More than enough.

Someday,
Your sadness,
Will be your joy,
In your own words,
They'll surface.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts

Naifa Junaidah

She was afraid to indulge,
Unknowingly she fell into it,
It's hard to break free now,
She has to prepare to commit.

Her path met his,
At a junction she did not foresee,
It was an accident she thought,
Yet she has felt the distinct pain.

She felt a pain that not hurt,
But heals as love seeps in,
Unknowingly love for him grows,
Not caring if she'd fall again.

His hand slips into hers,
That moment her heart race,
Her soul felt some kind of freedom,
She for once felt happy with someone.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts

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