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Arfah Afaqi Zia Aug 2016
Let me savor each and everytime,
In this world-
That's going to destruct one day,
Vandalize each and everyone or thing important to me,
Let me savor each and everytime in it !

It's been long since I've found something to intrigue me,
It's been quite a while-
Having ups and downs,
My heart breaks and wails,
So poignant and reminiscing are those episodes,
At times I feel so low-
Fall down in my own sorrow,
And spill tears in abyss,

But now I say;
Let me savor each and everytime,
In this world-
That's going to destruct one day,
Vandalize each and everyone or thing important to me,
Let me savor each and everytime in it !
Arfah Afaqi Zia Aug 2016
Mine handsome prince-
you cut me so deep,
the thorns on your edges sharply carve me,
your touch like petal,
your smile blooms like a rose,
oh how statuesque are you, my love,
so enticing are your looks,
Like a rose-
you bestrew  in each and every corner of my heart,
conquer the vague parts of me,
and dissolve my weakness's making them yours,
how pulchritude are you, my dear,
how striking are you,
as fresh as the fragrance of a new rose,
Your love-
oh how unconditional is it,
it drowns me in it's depth,
like a stem its *****,
stays there till its very best,
without it I may collapse,
but you my love, have always stood by my side.
Arfah Afaqi Zia Aug 2016
Waking up forcefully,
Whining whilst eating-
with mothers lecturing,
Oh how beautiful were those days,

In the classroom-
annoying friends between lectures,
hitting paper ***** or pencil cases,
scribbling secretive things on the notepad,


After every lecture,
running down the hallway into the cafeteria,
eating continuously without thinking how much time we'd waste,
Oh how beautiful were those days,

After school,
not wanting to go home,
standing out on the gate chit chatting with friends,
same friends, same classroom but innumerable stories,

Each and every bit of the day-
passed in idiocy and fights,
with teachers complaining and a mob of students standing for their right,
Oh how beautiful were those days,

Reminiscing now how lovely and exultant were those days,
How easy was life then,
Now we're all left with just memories,
Exquisite bits and pieces that keep us from falling down.
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