You feel nothing
Yet it is the worst of feelings.
Deprived of the power to feel,
it hurts in between breathing.
Emotionally unresponsive,
your mind refuses to think,
your heart refuses to hurt
but later you'll feel
something warm
making its way
from your eyes
down your chest
and you don't know why
coz you're numb.

Five hundred eighty five thousand six hundred ninety six hours
we've spent together
I can still remember the first time we started talking
I can still remember the way you said "Hi"
and how my heart tickles for a moment
I can still remember the color of you eyes,
and how it looked at me

I can still remember the warmth of your embrace
you've given me when I feel cold
I can still remember the day you said good night
and how our lips had met that of 10 in the evening
It was beautiful.

I can still remember your scent of how it passionately
affect the both of us
I can still remember the first time you whispered me
the words "I love you"
It made me feel like a promise that I want to hold on forever..

I can still remember the way you held my hand in public
I don't even want to let you go

Five hundred eighty five thousand six hundred ninety six hours ago..
I can still remember the first time we started talking
I can still remember the way you said "Hi" -- And now it all
just ended up with a sigh
How my heart tickles for a moment -- Now it pinches my stomach with so much pain
I can still remember the color the color of your eyes
and how it looked at me -- Now I will never have the chance to see that sparkling brown eyes of yours

I can still remember the warmth of your embrace
You've given me when I feel cold -- Now, I can't remember how warm it was and I have to endure the coldness inside me alone
I can still remember the day you said good night
-- How I wish we were just telling each other good night instead of good bye

How our lips had met that of 10 in the evening
-- Now at 10 in the evening, what I have in m lips is not the taste of your lips but the bitterness of the coffee I made
It was painful.
I can still remember your scent
-- And now it doesn't affect us anymore
I can still remember the first time you whispered
the words "I love you"
It made me feel like a promise I want to hold on forever
-- Now, I am the only one who remembers it, My heart will always feel it and I still cling to that. Forever.

I can still remember the way you held my hand in public
I don't even want to let you go
-- But now, you didn't just let go of my hand, you let go of me.

That was five hundred eighty five thousand six hundred ninety six hours ago... when God took you away from me.

Life can be taken at any moment now
I pray for those who have been taken
And I pray for those who have yet to end their fate
But to my loved ones
I say this to you
When I die
Be prepared for a change
There won't be anyone to laugh with
Anyone to be angry about
Anyone to be sad about
Anyone to make you smile
And I dare say
I love you
and  Thank you
I've had so many memories with you
I've made so many disappointments
I've had the best time I could ever hope for
I've lived with an honor to meet you
And through this,
I'll say my

**Goodbye.

So fragile in its exquisite form
Crystalline and glorious
Transparent to those who wish to see
Tossed around by the unworthy
Dropped and shattered
Crushed under pounding foot
In the sun a billion pieces sparkle
By moonlight it looks like stars
How beautifully broken the heart can be

The air smelled sweet of promises
The quill wet and ready
The seat sat empty
The page lay bare
Sweet promises turn decayed expectations
Rotting delusions
Spill through quill
From self-inflicted gaping wounds
The worms seem happy
Dancing in the meat of yesterday's dreams

It's like
the people of the world
are strangers to each other.
Pass by and you'll find
no wave, no smile, no hello.

They've got their hands full.
With their phones and their antisocial,
with their earphones that clog their ears,
blocking them from the world.
Just the way they like it.
With their makeup,
covering everything about them.
Even their smile,
even their eyes that once connected,
even their face they no longer want seen.

They got no time for others.
They spend all their days with their robots.
They got no time for interaction,
unless it's the kind with the Internet.

It's like
every stranger in this world
forgot how to be social,
how to be friendly,
how to be kind,
how to be human.

Writing.

COME ON.
LET THE WRITERS BREAK THEIR WRISTS AND BLEED THEIR FINGERS DRY OVER SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T GIVE A **** ABOUT THEM

The one bedroom apartment;
where your drinking habits only scare your cat.

Every day a page is written in this outrageous book of life
It's distressing how distressed these pages are

It doesn't matter
So many stories are being written in parallel
Co-authors of love and destruction
******* and screaming

I would have created volumes with you
Libraries would have stood as monuments to us

But as it stands I'm just writing epitaphs to everything I've ever lost
And at what ******* cost
And it doesn't matter
It doesn't matter

It's all in my head
And there it will die

Sharp keen, like a line is me 
But in linen you circle behind, like wind 
Thin palms and those long fingers I wave towards you..
Oh mistress! Why do not you come near 
Next to me are your features !
Blended, bonded in the essence of love
And sharp eyes what mine gets?
Thirst of you, and that smile you pour from ******* of love 
Gather ye! Upon me madness, I flee 
That to read you like a poem 
But the dream was gone , I woke.

Rashid ~

Let me crash on the shoreline,
the way your tears will collide
with your eyelids and your cheeks.
Let every part of me sink
beneath the uncharted waters,
the way you will drown in grief.
Let me tread the ocean floor
and leave imprints on the sand,
the way I have left you mine
upon the deepest part of your heart.

Let me stay –
Even if it’s just my ghostly figure,
even if it meant looking at same star
from a different angle, from a different universe.
Let me stay with you.