JIDDAH

As the end came out beautifully,
 My start was beautiful,
 Indeed my name AMAANI is a whole meaning
My life,experience,love for a Diary is now shared with my partner,
 As he ride all my pain away in love ,
 I drove him to a new world in love ,

 It started all ugly,
 And cleave with sorrow to aching hearts.
 With a final wave, all disappears
 Beneath the hush of silent tears 

 At first I thought,
 Why can't sorrow be so kind
 As to hide away and stay confined?
 And leave us only thoughts of bliss,
 Of joyful things to reminisce.


 So I focused not on sorrow,born
 Where forlorn times but now are happy,
 But instead of misery and trial,
 And pleasure all felt without relent 

 And with all the love to fill our hearts,
 Sorrow and pain then soon departs.


some life stories sound incredible,some sound like fiction,others will make your mouth pop open in unbelief,life they say have its ups and downs but with AMAANI'S life she has only seen sadness and grieve right from a young age.
Publisher：i&i Publisher

AMAANI

A beautiful morning it is but though still angry about Jawaad not replying my message but why I'm I angry anyways when our relationship has no title.

Well it's been a while and so I decided to plug my AirPods on to chill my wild mind to prevent it from getting unlatch...

Coming out in a pair of jeans with a white calvin Klein shirt and my hair parked in a high bon leaving the tail move with my body in every step.

I was heading to the kitchen with my head hung low when Asif, Arif and Akram jump unto my body making me pause my music, I looked up to them with a questioning brow and they look up pointing their fingers at Jawaad, I looked up and was about to talk when I remembered my hair was open in the wide and I'm wearing a jeans, I quickly ran to my room panting heavily...I smiled a little recalling how his eyes craved for my long hair and how it stare amazingly.

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