Tuesday, February 11, 2025

An Old Tear

Nothing in mind, just a rush heart 

Stay calm, stay quiet, 

Happiness is made and not sold 

Blink of an eye, I'm old...


Barely know what's future given 

Bonded with guilt and fears

Questioning deep down within

May you don't count my tears...


Farida, 26 Jan 2025 / 06 Feb 2025

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