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Sparrow Jan 2020
Asthete, hygge
Minimalistic
Organized closets
Well-folded linens
Absence of junk
Alphabetical library
Jungle of houseplants
Continual purging
Flowers by the bed
Free from clutter
Khaab  Aug 2020
World of Poets
Khaab Aug 2020
The cold world was far away
from her asthete mind
I remeber... her heart looking for the warmth
When words, pens and papers appeared like angels,
They gave her wings and took her to the
World of Poets
which felt like heaven.
She sits with her diary along side the fireplace
where fire of poems
burning on the woods kept by poets
keep her warm.

She is thankful to every poet in this world♄
Khaab  Sep 2020
Stay cold
Khaab Sep 2020
I used to live in a kalopsia
An asthete world of mine
full of clouds, moon and stars.
But I realised it was a daydream
that broke
I had build walls but you broke
them
and pushed me into this
world of yours
A world which was a myth for me
A myth that people of this world
are mean
They do not care
And they are robbers.
But...thank you for breaking my dream
Now there is a beating heart of stone
in me
And winter is everywhere
So do not expect from me
to bring summer again.
Let the snow fall
Let the heart freeze.
Because If I end up forgetting you
I am sorry....I am not sorry.
Now...I will crush this world of yours with my coldness

— The End —