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Yasin Dec 2021
My darling
Our distance is a but an illusion
To you who feels pain
‘tis nothing but a pain of withdrawal from the fiend of my presence.
Yasin Oct 2021
Wash me with snow, hail and water
maybe then, I'd feel pure
maybe then, my cravings would crawl away
maybe then, my sins would sway away

and perhaps then I could unstitch my lips
and let out the years held of silence
the writing is difficult.
We feel so much
yet so little to write
so much thoughts but difficult to put in words
Yasin Oct 2020
Heavy are the eyes that can't get enough of you
looking at her looking at me
Yasin Sep 2020
The moons greetings have come to separate us
sleep well
Yasin Jul 2020
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★ I never believed in magic but that changed when we locked eyes.
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Yasin Jun 2020
Today a tree was stripped naked
the autumn wind cleansed the streets from its gloomy expressions.
a touch
like never before
the sky is filled with joyous poems
for the unheard
Yasin Jun 2020
The art of touch
feels like the galaxies colliding
where even in the wild
you feel safe
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