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  • And in that moment, she realised she had spent years presenting pieces of her heart to an audience of strangers - Blake Auden
  • And in that moment, she realised she had spent years presenting pieces of her heart to an audience of strangers - Blake Auden
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  • Drop a comment if you’re somewhere in your self-love journey🙏🏼
Book “The Journey Through My Heart”
  • Drop a comment if you’re somewhere in your self-love journey🙏🏼
    Book “The Journey Through My Heart”
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  • "Endings are never simple.

There will be times that you won’t be able to see a tomorrow without someone in your todays – but those days will pass and tomorrow will come.

For you are not defined by anyone but yourself and, with time, you will find that even the sharpest pains can dull to nothing more than a distant ache.

Trust me when I say that you will learn to live, love and smile once again." - Becca Lee
  • "Endings are never simple.

    There will be times that you won’t be able to see a tomorrow without someone in your todays – but those days will pass and tomorrow will come.

    For you are not defined by anyone but yourself and, with time, you will find that even the sharpest pains can dull to nothing more than a distant ache.

    Trust me when I say that you will learn to live, love and smile once again." - Becca Lee
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  • what’s my type? bad for me 😂
  • what’s my type? bad for me 😂
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  • Indigo. I hope everyone had an overflowing Easter ♥️
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📷: @annamaree.strong
  • Indigo. I hope everyone had an overflowing Easter ♥️
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    📷: @annamaree.strong
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  • I didn’t remember the password to this account so I never posted anything for a while. But I finally figured it out. I’ve been writing a lot lately. So here’s a new piece I wrote a week ago. I’m going to be posting one daily because I’ve written like 100 things.
  • I didn’t remember the password to this account so I never posted anything for a while. But I finally figured it out. I’ve been writing a lot lately. So here’s a new piece I wrote a week ago. I’m going to be posting one daily because I’ve written like 100 things.
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  • Today's #NaPoWriMo poem captures the lovely bustle of neighborhoods thawing out after winter. Here's to hoping these are just the beginning of new friendships to come!
  • Today's #NaPoWriMo poem captures the lovely bustle of neighborhoods thawing out after winter. Here's to hoping these are just the beginning of new friendships to come!
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  • vindictive. | #alykan

I have survived a
series of volatile
relationships

her name is pain

lies whispered between
moments of desperation

I don't know how 
to be healthy

I don't understand
how to love without

losing myself

I don't know how to stop
missing her

Were we in love?
or were we just afraid

of living without a
familiar touch

but you haven't held
me in months

You wouldn't visit
and I couldn't bring
myself to you 
because
I expected more

I wanted love, unconditional
Like you said you would

But maybe I expected too much

You couldn't love me, not without
bending yourself

and you were

unwilling
to bend

And I tried
And I failed

We couldn't. 
Why couldn't we?

When did we become
poison?

When did I start 
romanticizing pain?

Will we heal?
Will we change?

I'm not 'we' anyway,
not anymore

I am me.

and you are someone
else.
  • vindictive. | #alykan

    I have survived a
    series of volatile
    relationships

    her name is pain

    lies whispered between
    moments of desperation

    I don't know how
    to be healthy

    I don't understand
    how to love without

    losing myself

    I don't know how to stop
    missing her

    Were we in love?
    or were we just afraid

    of living without a
    familiar touch

    but you haven't held
    me in months

    You wouldn't visit
    and I couldn't bring
    myself to you
    because
    I expected more

    I wanted love, unconditional
    Like you said you would

    But maybe I expected too much

    You couldn't love me, not without
    bending yourself

    and you were

    unwilling
    to bend

    And I tried
    And I failed

    We couldn't.
    Why couldn't we?

    When did we become
    poison?

    When did I start
    romanticizing pain?

    Will we heal?
    Will we change?

    I'm not 'we' anyway,
    not anymore

    I am me.

    and you are someone
    else.
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  • I’ve flown with dragons,
ruled a castle,
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solved murder mysteries,
I’ve witnessed great wars,
seen the clock fixed at 6’o clock
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and ran into the wall at Platform 9¾ at King’s Cross Station in London for the Hogwarts Train. .
I've seen a new love story blooming,
I've seen old lovers part.
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I've seen poisonous apple,
And life of great men from the start.
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I have seen unexpected people dying,
I've seen great men crying.
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I've witnessed close ones planning conspiracies,
I've seen fire freeze.
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I have climbed the highest mountains,
I have lived in the deepest seas.
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I have seen so much,
So much is yet to be seen.
And everytime I put a book down,
I am not me anymore.
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A part of me decays,
A part of me regenerates.
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And on the day I die,
Heaven or hell wherever I go,
I hope they have a good stock of books.
I hope they do,
They should.
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  • I’ve flown with dragons,
    ruled a castle,
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    solved murder mysteries,
    I’ve witnessed great wars,
    seen the clock fixed at 6’o clock
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    and ran into the wall at Platform 9¾ at King’s Cross Station in London for the Hogwarts Train. .
    I've seen a new love story blooming,
    I've seen old lovers part.
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    I've seen poisonous apple,
    And life of great men from the start.
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    I have seen unexpected people dying,
    I've seen great men crying.
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    I've witnessed close ones planning conspiracies,
    I've seen fire freeze.
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    I have climbed the highest mountains,
    I have lived in the deepest seas.
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    I have seen so much,
    So much is yet to be seen.
    And everytime I put a book down,
    I am not me anymore.
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    A part of me decays,
    A part of me regenerates.
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    And on the day I die,
    Heaven or hell wherever I go,
    I hope they have a good stock of books.
    I hope they do,
    They should.
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  • The lovesick visitors who would 
travel from miles away
To occupy the heaven that 
Lies on the earth in the name,
In the shape of Kashmir,
Have seemed to lost their way 
as I couldn't see any 
The snow that falls so 
generously on the highest heights and
The lowest of the weeds, 
just sticks and clings to the land,
It doesn't melt,
The winter this time had come to stay,
The colours of the phiran with the floral prints
That used to speak of the uniqueness and the beauty of the people who had embroidered them and their lands was missing from the skin of the locals,
They were seem to be in a hiding,
The boats on the waters of dal, 
were empty as the hearts of those who had put the sanctity of the place to rest 
The words I heard the most were how the cold has come once again 
It is their pride, their winters
But this time they didn't take much pride in it,
They were scared that this winter might stay,
Just like how it felt when you walked out of my door stayed with me,
And now I just feel like the abandon streets of kashmir,
Mariyam
  • The lovesick visitors who would
    travel from miles away
    To occupy the heaven that
    Lies on the earth in the name,
    In the shape of Kashmir,
    Have seemed to lost their way
    as I couldn't see any
    The snow that falls so
    generously on the highest heights and
    The lowest of the weeds,
    just sticks and clings to the land,
    It doesn't melt,
    The winter this time had come to stay,
    The colours of the phiran with the floral prints
    That used to speak of the uniqueness and the beauty of the people who had embroidered them and their lands was missing from the skin of the locals,
    They were seem to be in a hiding,
    The boats on the waters of dal,
    were empty as the hearts of those who had put the sanctity of the place to rest
    The words I heard the most were how the cold has come once again
    It is their pride, their winters
    But this time they didn't take much pride in it,
    They were scared that this winter might stay,
    Just like how it felt when you walked out of my door stayed with me,
    And now I just feel like the abandon streets of kashmir,
    Mariyam
  • 37 1 10 hours ago
  • You mistaken them to be at their weakest when indeed they were at their strongest, 
Bowing down with their heads on the ground and hands by their side
They were at their strongest with their mind at so much peace and eyes in another world
And their knees side by side,
The strongest arrangement, packed, compact, with all the energy focused on one and just one plane,
But you mistook it to be an opening for your actions
The ones that fill your eyes with filth, and your hands with dirt and
 the ones which are due to your weakening,
When the sound of the adhan filled the four walls with a message to welcome them inside the mosque
An invitation for them to their safety and peace,
You misread it, misheard it, to be the one for you,
You entered and you were greeted by the warmest of the 'hello brother'
And you still couldn't hold up the fraternity and thought of them to be fragile when they were just 
Putting forth a hand of acceptance to make you feel the most at comfort
And you decided to strip yourself of that dutiful hand
And that merciful smile 
And you couldn't even grow big enough to be yourself in the crowd
And decided to make yourself the only one,
And as they bowed down, you think you grew strong
And it's a shame
Such a shame that you denied yourself to be more than just dirt but holy grail
You stand with head so high and yet you are weaker than the necks you bent

Mariyam
  • You mistaken them to be at their weakest when indeed they were at their strongest,
    Bowing down with their heads on the ground and hands by their side
    They were at their strongest with their mind at so much peace and eyes in another world
    And their knees side by side,
    The strongest arrangement, packed, compact, with all the energy focused on one and just one plane,
    But you mistook it to be an opening for your actions
    The ones that fill your eyes with filth, and your hands with dirt and
    the ones which are due to your weakening,
    When the sound of the adhan filled the four walls with a message to welcome them inside the mosque
    An invitation for them to their safety and peace,
    You misread it, misheard it, to be the one for you,
    You entered and you were greeted by the warmest of the 'hello brother'
    And you still couldn't hold up the fraternity and thought of them to be fragile when they were just
    Putting forth a hand of acceptance to make you feel the most at comfort
    And you decided to strip yourself of that dutiful hand
    And that merciful smile
    And you couldn't even grow big enough to be yourself in the crowd
    And decided to make yourself the only one,
    And as they bowed down, you think you grew strong
    And it's a shame
    Such a shame that you denied yourself to be more than just dirt but holy grail
    You stand with head so high and yet you are weaker than the necks you bent

    Mariyam
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