How are you so sure of the love he has for you?”The way he looks at me when I’m not looking at him. Every time i catch him staring at me, that’s when I find myself mostly demure. He doesn’t have to say a single word, It’s all in the eyes, his eyes are alluring, they never lie.”
Love is fond in his eyes,
You don’t believe me? Look at him. // K✨
Zeinab Arjah 18/6/16 @za_writings
As he was awoken by the suns rich touch And walked with grace in the streets of light
I begged to swap lives with the sun
For i was jealous of its ability to soak his skin up.
I sat here praying to be noticed by him
Questioning if the colour of his flesh would ever crave to be consumed and changed by the warmth in me.
Let me be your sun; I promise I’m worth looking upto, my darling.
Zeinab Arjah 10/7/16 @za_writings
My mind stinks of unanswered questions.
Am i good enough?
Would you look at me more than once to check if i was looking back at you?
Will you stop by my heart, or would you choose to see right passed my feelings and proceed to walk by me like the love i have towards you is irrelevant?
I pray you realise that I’m worthy of your heart and that it’s me who is whats best for you.
Zeinab Arjah 21/6/16 @za_writings
He is gold However, his heart is plated with faults
But damn, who am i not to overlook them all?
In the darkest of nights, his illumines eyes remind me of the day
To him I surrender and for him i pray.
Zeinab Arjah 29/4/16 @za_writings
Whats the point of having a voice if no one is going to hear you out anyway?
No one is willing to help scare away these thoughts that haunt me down every day.
Whats the point of having a perspective in life if you’re going to be judged about seeing something a certain way?
Regardless of how I decided to view life, i was told to sight it differently.
Whats the point of crying if the tears are going to dry up on your face?
My tears built up in my eyes to the point where there was no storage to keep them hidden and no humanity in humans to wipe them off before it stained.
What happens when you’ve concealed your feelings for way too long, there is no place accepting to hide away the pain?
My heart had been neglected by the worlds weight to the point where it doesn’t function the same.
Zeinab Arjah 25/11/15 @za_writings
It seemed like the scars on my wrists weren’t enough
So you proceeded to cut me up with another lie.
Another mark of an empty promise
With words sharper than a knife.
Day one hundred passed, and it felt just like every other time i wasn’t a single thought on your mind.
When I disappear in the distance of your corrupt life
Don’t pretend to come searching for me
However, I appreciate your fake time.
It doesn’t phase me not one bit to watch you bleed crocodile tears
I’ll continue to empower your consciousness till it eats you alive
So that in the sky’s we reunite.
Yesterday you tried avoiding me
Now You’re struck by hindsight.
Zeinab Arjah 11/2/16 @za_writings
You’re destined for me
And I’m destined for you.
Grab me by the hand
Let’s take a walk to the park
We can play hide and seek;
I’ll do the hiding while you count to three.
Try to find my soul under the moonlight-
It’s hidden- out of your sight.
May the chemistry lead us back to each other
On this blissful night.
Zeinab Arjah 3/7/15 @za_writings
A messed up situation along with a hat filled with names
I get called out
For something I’ve never done however, they were in desperate need for someone to blame.
So many mornings I woke up to only find out that i have been defamed
I’m a scapegoat for all and i swear they contrived stupefying excuses for others to have something to hate.
Whoever is behind it all
I hope you get your day
I’ve been praying five times daily for the tables to turn your way.
Zeinab Arjah 5/1/16 @za_writings
What went so wrong?
Why’d you leave… All of a sudden you’re all gone.
Ever since you left
I’ve cut down on the talk
The only time i opened my mouth was when i sung your name to a sad love song.
Why didn’t you take me with you…
Don’t you remember promising me the world?
Nobody understands how neglected i feel.
This little heart of mine is frightened
And so my consciousness screams
From a nightmare taking over me.
Can somebody call this off as a dream
I’m hyperventilating trying to breathe in and out of my fears.- Zeinab Arjah
Written on the 14/10/15