Way back home found another home, Beautiful and little bit old.
Wanna sit their soul searching thoughts untold and whispers unfold.
Looking at watch each second passing. Tick, tick , tick ticking.
Rhyming with my heartbeat .Trying to let go but it's on repeat.
Feeling nostalgic at night. Thinking to do something to ponder, probably write.
Things are silent and still all around but... Do you listen? from where the noise is coming.
Listening to a voice telling to close the eyes and whispering .
To feel the emptiness as whole untill I find my way , where my heart may stay.
Heart is only alive and it is going to thrive so, pray
pray to feel,
to breathe ,
to zeal ,
to reveal,
to heal,
"To feel the emptiness as whole untill I find my way , where my heart may stay."
I like the idea of feeling the emptiness so as to feel something, then proceeding to find a way from this void.
You have a highly imaginative mind, Asma. Keep writing (when you're not busy with studying and exams, that is - I still remember that note).
Beautiful❤✨