Category: Poetry
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Thoughts #10
Life is too miserable to live without poetry. Indeed it is; no matter how much they call poetry ‘haram’ i.e. forbidden, they cannot take this little medium through which many seek therapy and love. 📜🖋✨
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Broken Wings
They pull her from taking flight and thrust her in a cage, away from light. Then blame her for being in rage. And when she escapes, they clip her wings. But she sings… she sings! She sings with broken wings.
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Colourless
A world without colour Would be so much duller To misery it would fall prey, The sea would be black, the sky grey Cursed, doomed! To live in that gloom It will be light’s demise, Because darkness shall rise.






