It’s raining outside.
The lights are illuminating emptiness.
The darkness is dangerous my friend…

The streets are empty.
There are no voices to hear,
there are no eyes to see.

Nothing.

Only our memories are standing there,
reminding us of how it used to be.

How we used to be.

We used to play with the sunlight.
Now we are messing around with shadows.
We used to stare at the stars.
Now we are facing the ground.

And the future is our enemy…
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The cadence of the murmuring ocean
permeates their simmering bodies
like a soothing balm.
His muscular frame against hers
as they breathe each other
swaying to the harmony of the wanton wind.
Myriad shades mingle together,
dispersing rainbow colours.
The gurgling waters discreetly camouflage
their little rendezvous.
Their hearts blissfully soaking each other
while they quench their insatiable thirst.
She moans feverishly
oblivious to the world.
Beads of sweat tingle on their sand kissed curves,
warm, loved and tightly embraced,
as if never to let go.
They rediscover the purest essence of
their blissful and passionate love.

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As they are walking on the sand,
the stars are illuminating their path.
Two hearts in one,
two hands together.
He looks at her;
her eyes, a warm shelter.

Even when everything’s broken,
her glance will give him the strength he needs.
Just like a little child playing around,
causing chaos with its sweetness.

“Even if the clouds are heavy,
even if the storm prevails,
this world will keep spinning around
and I will keep growing old with you”.

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When we were young,
we were kids playing around.
Do you remember?

We were just having fun.
And problems? We had none.
Everything was tender.

But we grew up
and things got dark.
We lost our way.

We slept and didn't wake up.
We got stuck inside the life trap.
For now, I've one more thing to say.

I and you.
We're still the same crew.
We are together.

We’ll be here
to fight the ugly fear.
Always and forever.

At heart, we'll stay young.
Like children we will play, each and every day.

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Ri smiled and said:

“Yes, of course. I can still remember
our days from January to December.
These sweet days I would not forget,
specially the day at the slide we met,
and the innocent tie we both shared.
Chuckling, with other kids we raced.

Black did not visit; our life was rosy
as our childhood kingdom was cozy.
With open arms, peace welcomed us,
And with warmth the sun greeted us.
But slowly all things have changed.
We have jumped into another world.

Yes, things have not stayed the same.
Life’s been a predator we can’t tame.
All lively colors have been weakened.
Shades of eerie darkness have danced,
sung and grown longer claws to get us.
Di, welcome onboard the maturity bus!

It’s frightening, but it isn’t the end though.
There’s a lot to live for and to give it a go.
Have not you heard about the silver lining?
It’s dark out, but light will find its way in.
t makes us stronger; it’s not as we thought.
Hope keeps us in the life’s deep seas afloat.

Copyright © Rihan Mustapha