True color will always show...

silent tears no one sees 

different shades 

 

I've always wondered how years of good can 

be washed away with a second deed of bad. 

How countless smiles can drawn with a 

single tear. How we can paint a soul only to

know they have their own set of colors to 

show. Perhaps we used the wrong set of 

brushes, and choose the wrong tint of 

shade, and the wrong types of colors. Held

on to the wrong collection of memories, 

drawn only to fade. why? because we have attached ourselves to this dunya... 

love of dunya do we have not? 

*~sidra starr 

Ya out side im smiling- but inside I'm dying.