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Siddiqui
It’s darker outside than it is inside.
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Siddiqui
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Signs of life

I sat at the edge of the bare mattress - the sheets peeling off with the recent neglect. Out of the window, I saw the gray clouds swirl into infinity as the wind rattled the twigs of the dying trees. The sky seemed to be mourning. Death. Death was all I could think about, and how everything around me was coming to a halt. How the signs of life in the distance were whimpering - desperately trying to hold on to life. I was small: smaller than I have ever felt before. The massive vacuum that we float in, it seems me as perhaps small than a speck of dust. Nature’s fury could erase my existence, and there would soon be a time where no other person would remember that I did exist. So now I sit here, and wonder: how much of my life do I actually control? How much of your life do you actually control?

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37 reads

Manners

We have unplugged ourselves,

Islands in our glory,

Etiquette all forgotten,

Consumed by disrespect.

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Replenish

The grey skies have cleared,

And I can now feel the

Warmth of the golden rays

On my cold skin.

It takes time to heal but

There is bliss after every

Hardship.

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Siddiqui
44 reads

Imprisoned

Aimlessly gazing out through

A window of thoughts,

The horizon lines every treasure

But the grills are too strong.

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40 reads

Cry

The ridges of your wounds

Will never mimic

The depth of your love.

The tears that you shed

Cannot make fertile

A barren heart.

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Siddiqui
48 reads

Preserve

There are times when

Everything you want

Is all to be offered,

But you choose not

For the sanctity

Of your love.

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Siddiqui
61 reads

Mornings

Morning for me are

Always on edge -

Almost like walking

On eggshells:

I always have my

Nerves wrecked

Wondering what kind

Of day it will be.

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Siddiqui
34 reads

Clarity

And then I wake up

And the bliss is long gone

And every breath is laboured

And the mind is fogged -

So much for clarity.

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42 reads

Forget

How could we forget,

When even the ocean

Remembers the taste

Of our woven lips?

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51 reads

Package

Memories, for me, are stringed

Carefully on to threads

And coiled and wrapped

And packed into tiny boxes

By the walls of my head;

I can't ever let them go.

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