She hates the melody...

When it comes in her heart and dejavu

Fools her up! Over and over

As if thousand years ago she lived in a different world

With him in a beautiful palace

She hates the melody...

When it smashes her face that the real life is full of happiness

Nothing compares even the imagination flattering

And the waves pulled her up to the fake ocean

Heavy...heavy... She doesn't allow her heart dirty

She hates the melody...

When the love poems written on her mind

About the beginning and ending of a love story

Tragically or happily ever after?

None of us knows

She hates the melody...

When it weakened the eeman

Faraway from His guidance

Though istigfar uttered everyday

And regret unstoppable

She hates the melody...

Only Allah 'Azza wa jalla the helper

To purify the enigma

And her soul dying

So, the awareness stay beside forever

©zhema

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