a piece of me

one last words :’)

she acts like summer

and walks like rain

her whisper’s command a desert wind

when she cry, snow falls out of nowhere

she sit on the ground looking at the sky

searching for the sun ray

hoping for a rainbow

so she stay.

may the soft breeze calm her

may the fragrance of the flowers pleased her

may the leaves that falls touched her

so,

the piece that broke can be pasted

the tears that falls will not be wasted

for her,

one last words,

just for ALLAH we grant our praises

for the route that He made

which opened our eyes

brighten our mind

only,

through His wills..

(16march2011)

-zur atiqa-

*my very own poem..i did this for History class hope u'll like it ;)*