In the sky of my heart the crimson light is dancing in delirium. I peep in to watch this aurora presenting the amity of sky and light
The Soul's Anchor

Searching for the truth in the overthinking. A student of the human condition, no longer just tending the garden, but learning to sit with the thorn. My verses are an unpolished map of internal loops, quiet defiance, and the shadows we wake up to. I don't write to escap
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Sorrow and joy fail me; but it is my family. Connected by blood and bonds true; that is family. A rare blessing; are friends who become family. Tor...Read more
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Let's learn how to write Ghazal today. So, what is a Ghazal and what is its structure? (Pronunciation: “guzzle”) Originally an Arabic verse form dea...Read more
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wake up running. it does not matter where so long as it is away, keep your hands busy as they've learned to be. every box checked is only another beg...Read more
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Advice from an Owl: Keen of sound is key when perched upon a tree; ears may see what the eyes miss. Spread wings in flight to soar; know what is b...Read more
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Laugh at life.If you dont. The joke is on you. Laugh when you are running late and every road you take is under construction. Laugh when you forget w...Read more
She was like the summer sun, a fair lady with a fiery complexion, fierce and elegant In the way she carried herself. This trait shone through the ...Read more
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