Category Archives: Free Topic

That Poet’s Words by Kamanha

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Allow me to be as sane as the world allowed me to be and open up my chest.

I hope you have steady hands…There is a heart here for you to caress, I insist

Hold it, own it, deform and reform it and whisper bliss inside all this mess. Continue reading →

Life by Shayma’a Ahmed

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Neither dying

Nor all its side-effects

Can escape life.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                    

Life is a sentence; death – its embedded clause.

The Dishonesty In Distance by Tifa

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Dear you,
Instinctually and reflexively I want to ask you to stop treating me so well and being so good to me. It’s hard to feel as though I deserve all the goodness and light you bring to my life, but at the same time I couldn’t bear to be without it having now experienced it. We may be temporarily separated by many, many miles, but when we talk I don’t feel it. Continue reading →

Cheap Thrills by Osman Naseem

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All we did was breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out

Till our breaths were a mix of minty coal and dirty water, we exhaled zesty chalk outlines
Till our brains throbbed beneath our skull plates and our bowels shook like earthquakes Continue reading →

School: BHS Class: 12s3 by Batool Hasan

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Let me make one thing clear: I’m not a big fan of the human race.

 

So Picture this: I’m sitting quietly, minding my own business when a paper ball lands on my desk.

The gossip list. Continue reading →

Homage to Women by noragotcharisma

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This isn’t some thing to celebrate women. This isn’t a thing that tells them that they should love themselves, flaws and all. Because they won’t. They won’t listen to you. The only voice they’ll listen to is the one that does not exist. Continue reading →

I Still Do by Farah Al-Sultan

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I would get lucky when I saw him more than once a week. Every Saturday at 2:00 PM was is a must. The sad part is that he changed as he got older, not by age, but by action. You see, now he’s totally different. When I was younger I would spend the weekend with him at the  beach house. Continue reading →