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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.

Sciamachy by Shayma’a Ahmed

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Sci·am·a·chy noun [sahy-am–uh-kee]: an act or instance of fighting a shadow or an imaginary enemy.

Go away!

You know I don’t like it when you say that.

Okay? So you don’t care?

[Silence]

Come on! It’s not worth your getting so upset about.

Oh yeah?

Please don’t be like that.

You just don’t get it, do you?

Get what?

Exactly!

She’s gone, I know. But there’s nothing you can do about it and..

Well aren’t you observant!

What I mean is doing this to yourself will not help you; you’ll only feel worse.

Maybe I want to feel worse.

No, you want to feel better but you think it’s easier to surrender because you’ve been fighting for so long and you’re tired.

I am tired – very tired.

Then perhaps you should rest for a while.

Yes. Rest.

Close your eyes, take a deep breath and just let go.

Collaboration by Farah Al-Sultan and Shayma’a Ahmed

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Liminal.

Living a full life

Unbound

Abiding by the rules of none

I’m my own boss

And I answer to

No one

 

Difference surrounds me,

Avoiding to affect others.

I try to survive with it,

But like always

I search for a way

To live without it.

I drift from your world

To my world

To their world

Like a white cloud

Floating in the sky

On a spring morn

 

When in between

Belongingness,

Fulfillment,

Happiness,

Settlement,

Are thing you live without.

Oh but what wouldn’t I give?

What wouldn’t I do?

To belong with you

With them

With anyone

 

I’ve been on the fringes of worlds

For far too long

It left me feeling empty

A void

Boring through my soul

 

In a state of in-between,

Some gain the lack of objects.

But now I’m ready

Yes, I’m ready

To sate that emptiness

 

Black white,

Landing in grey.

Summer winter,

Landing in spring.

Another problem,

Is to learn and land in one.

Is there a glimmer of hope for me?

Glass by Shayma’a Ahmed

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By Shayma’a Abdullah

You think you’re tough, huh?

I can see right through you

You pretend not to care

Not to hurt

But in essence,

You’re fragile.

You sport this facade of indifference

I can see it’s all pretense

Show emotion for once!

Cold

Hard

Deflecting any human warmth

Any passion

Someday

One day

Someone will come along

And shatter your fortress of glass

To let life in

Let love in

I can be that someone

And I promise to stay