Thursday, November 15, 2012

When I Feel It

by marrie

When I feel it,
My heart aches,
Like the rib cage constricts.
Breathing becomes difficult.

When I feel it,
My stomach turns,
Like I ate Hot Pepper Delight.
I wonder how it begins.

When I feel it,
My brain feel tensed,
Like there's a planted seed
Sprouting inside my head.

When I feel it,
I want you to stop,
For making me feel the guilt,
That causes me to drop.

When I feel it,
I want me to stop,
So that I won't catch the guilt,
But I seem to flop.

When I feel it,
I know with whom I'm fighting;
The syaitan that never quit
In making us losing.

When I feel it,
I know I'm tested,
How my imaan did.
Hopefully it won't deplete.

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