Poems Waiting by Aiman Azlan

So powerful is this memory,
Keeping you so close to me,
My heart flees to you in a hurry,
Struggling I am to keep it steady.

She's not mine! She's not mine!
What is she doing in my mind?
I shall not cross that Divine line,
I'll stand waiting, tortured by time.

O Allah, my heart is aching!
Pounding on the bars it's kept in,
The leash is nothing but a string,
Hands are bloody but still holding.

You know how much I want to let go,
Unleash this flesh to the one it misses so,
But this heart of mine I worship not, no!
I bow to the One who turns it - my Lord!

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disebabkan pOem ni sangat-sangat best dan sangat relate dengan kehidupan peribadi saya, sO saya sebagai perempuan / wanita (ceh..wanita. hii) , poem ni akan ditukar kata ganti diri she kepada he.

tO Aiman Azlan

maafkan saya sebab memandai-mandai tukar kata ganti diri kepada he okay.

saya pun dalam hati ada taman jugak. kikikii

  tank yOu Aiman Azlan!

pOem ni khas ditujukan buat orang yang sedang bermain-main dalam hati ni

walaupun dia sendiri tak tahu.. =) 

** Waiting **   

So powerful is this memory,
Keeping you so close to me,
My heart flees to you in a hurry,
Struggling I am to keep it steady.

He's not mine! He's not mine!
What is he doing in my mind?
I shall not cross that Divine line,
I'll stand waiting, tortured by time.

O Allah, my heart is aching!
Pounding on the bars it's kept in,
The leash is nothing but a string,
Hands are bloody but still holding.

You know how much I want to let go,
Unleash this flesh to the one it misses so,
But this heart of mine I worship not, no!
I bow to the One who turns it - my Lord! 

 

kredit tO google image.