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inkandnehal
inkandnehal
16/M Exploring poetry through writing. I'll keep it raw here.
The plants adapt its shape by obstacles on its way, But, bad habits of us, does it the other way. The intervals that we show, they never make us woe.
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May 12, 2025
May 12, 2025 at 3:35 PM UTC
The intervals that we show
I lay down on the ground, ya habibi, I search for the stars in the sky. The light symbolizes dark, ya habibi, I find no stars in the sky. Not every light's a light, ya habibi, Not all that shines will ever apply.
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May 6, 2025
May 6, 2025 at 11:25 PM UTC
Ya Habibi, The Sky Is A Lie
Wake your soul— Tell me you see the floor. The void has distorted the existence, I keep falling, there's no resistence. Wake your soul— Tell me it didn't devour you. The void controls the void mind, Despairs you in no time and kind. Wake your soul— Do not worship it.
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Apr 24, 2025
Apr 24, 2025 at 4:16 AM UTC
Wake your soul
Before the crows sit on the scarecrow, I'll have you in remembrance the path we used to walk. I feel as if you are in my aunt's house, being a symbol illuminating the house. When I sit alone, the absence speaks you are alive, but I had seen the grave. I cry my heart out on the bed, will you ever come back? If your spirit dwells in our genes, can you still embrace me in your arms? Oh, my maternal grandma, I miss your presence, like the old days, even if I feel you are here.
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Apr 23, 2025
Apr 23, 2025 at 12:21 PM UTC
If your spirit dwells in our genes
When the earth celebrates a solar year, The cost of life whispers in my ear. It rose up, the easy act won't backup. The easiness of faceless is being asked, "What is it the result?" I ask. It's easy for people to leave. It's easy to be devalued. It's easy for mind to linger past. It's easy to reminisce moments, Cherished memories— yet to be closed as a chapter. It's paradoxical—they face the same. "What is it the result?" I ask. It's paradoxical—they feel the same.
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Mar 25, 2025
Mar 25, 2025 at 12:39 PM UTC
What Is It The Result?
Baseless turmoil I have carried for you was faithless. Aged me fine in my youth groundless. No longer I was more sure about the lore. No doubt it was offshore, I have to build my own floor.
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Mar 15, 2025
Mar 15, 2025 at 3:35 PM UTC
Baseless Turmoil
How shall I carry this burden, alone? I have wandered through the hardship, by my own. Oh, my Beloved, Can you not see what they have done? Can you not feel the weight within my chest, A burden too heavy for me to bear? Oh, Beloved, I am but a fool, lost in this pain. Oh, Beloved, Guide me out of this endless night.
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Mar 13, 2025
Mar 13, 2025 at 11:14 AM UTC
Oh, Beloved
Spring recalls a scene; Lo! You self-loathe for the one— Who unheard your cry.
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Mar 10, 2025
Mar 10, 2025 at 4:45 PM UTC
Biased Love (Haiku, 1)
I sat before the screen, at the same time. Your messages, I do not see. I start to look for the old rhyme, All this time, I was the blind. Of July, when the country was a battlefield, If I were dead, you wouldn't have cared. Why? We were unaware of each other. What has changed? Nothing, dear.
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Mar 10, 2025
Mar 10, 2025 at 4:11 AM UTC
I Was The Blind
I question with wrath - My friend, where's my fiend? "Buried alive" he said walking by the path. Rushed I pulled by the collar, "Where's my fiend?!" I was ready with a roller. "Why do you care?" he asked with no fear. She was there when none stayed, she's my dear. "A literal murderer, your dear?" he laughed. "Answer my friend, where's my fiend?" I glared.
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Mar 9, 2025
Mar 9, 2025 at 4:57 PM UTC
Where's My Fiend?