Puzzle 19: A Forced Heart

                                                                                                                                                                  

I am a girl -

Particularly a Muslim girl -

Seeking for love -

Hunting for His love -

But never know the way -

To find a true love anyway -

This is a story -

A story about me -
Dealing with a thing called love -
I rejoice myself with love -

And I hurt myself for love -
These are unconsciously be done -
Without my conscious control -

God brought me into this world -

Without a bad reason -

Making me a humble man -

Prostrated by other creatures -

His gifts makes me looks special - 

Among the others -

But somehow I tend to act arrogantly -

By forgetting who the real me is -

People used to say -

Love is pure -

Love is sincere -

Love is wonderful -

And love is happiness -

But I would rather say -

Love is painful -

Love is deceitful -

Love is dreadful -

Or even worse -

Love is hopeless -

For love always returns sad memories -

Rather than good ones -

If that so -

What God created love for -

Is it for human's pleasure -

Or wanting us to seek for His blessings -

Right now - under this deep pressure -

My heart is forced -

To love things that I dislike -

To accept things that I cannot bear with -

To admit things that I deny -

And to leave things that I'm hardly to let go -

Seeking for forgiveness -

It's all I can do -

To tell how guilty I am towards you -

Trust me - I'll cover it for you so soon -

Until the day comes - for me to say -

I apologize to you -

This is a lonely heart talking -

To anyone - who might never hear it -

All I hope for is God's Mercy -

So that I could mollify this broken heart -

p/s: This poem came out directly from my heart without I planned to create it. I also don't know what are the messages that I'm trying to reveal in this poetry. What ever it is, this clearly reflects the state of my heart for the time being.

So long to write my poetry =)