You’re always searching for a home,
one that shelters your soul.
But have you ever wondered
if it might live beneath your armor?

Perhaps the softest place to land
has been inside you all this time.
Even if it feels abandoned,
what if you dusted off the corners,
gently, without needing to be whole at once?

Don’t force the finding.
Even if you find nothing,
perhaps it’s just “not yet....

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When the sky bows toward the darkness,
and golden light fades, swallowed within it,
how can the silver light of the night wanderer
deliver whispers to its sleeping stars?

Without the warm embrace of the sun,
is the moon but an empty soul at night?
The child asked her mother,
“Mom… is the sun ever weary of the moon?”

Her mother answered,
“The sun, like a soul bound by fate,
knows its ...

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They are not dumb,
They are numb.
They just believe
The world will never let them grieve.

They are searching for a way
To believe they’re okay.
In quiet moments, they often say,
“Sorry, I can’t go back today.”

They need strength,
Not to hold back their tears,
But to admit their inner length,
And name their fears.

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He drew secrets behind the mist of fears,
Brought sfumato to sweep across her tears.

Wrestling the world to come and understand
The line between the real and the uncertain.

For the eyes still quietly pondering,
The details of Mona Lisa’s longing.

Imperfection,
Colored into legend.

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Cobwebs fill every corner of his room,
Covering stories that were full of bloom.
A pair of black loafers, left behind,
Amid meanings time has failed to find.
Thick gray dust covered its past,
His mind became a silent blast.
Time is increasingly leaving its sediment,
Marking the weight of what time once meant.
Whether in the space of memories or now,
He stays in my heart, and that’s all I ...

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That child…
Left without a word,
Holding pain inside his heart.
No one knows,
what he is searching for,
not even he himself knows what he seeks.
But if he stops,
It would hurt him more.
He hopes,
the sky will always shelter him,
the sunlight will always embrace him,
and the night will always unveil its stars for him.

About him and his story,
He’s tracing the road to where he’s free.

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When I first heard it,
I knew, I could never return
with the same heart again.

He lived inside the melodies
of a looping love,
not the cheerful kind.
His melody was loud,
too loud
for someone like me.

Did I forget?
No.
But I tried to erase a few parts,
’Cause missing him
made me hate myself.

There’s nothing I can do
when my heart wants him to stay,
but my mind doesn’t want to...

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A part of them wants to stop talking
But from another side within,
a different voice, calling…
“Dad, I’m tired”
“Mom, I just want to cry”
To their parents,
they want their voice to be heard.
But they choose to swallow it,
afraid of being a burden.
That child...
hides behind the name.. “an adult.”

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A heavy knock striking the door,

Shakes the room with stone walls.

Truth stands to come,

Is it being lost, or going home?

What am I really afraid of?

Death, or what’s going to come of?

It is both death and being called home.

God… I want to give You a smile, not dark foam.

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The flower she planted
was close to blooming,
but then came a sudden wind
dared to kill.

Her mother said,
“If you endure,
you will have a future.”

She stood against the wind,
holding on until
the next flower appeared.

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While I was searching for the meaning of love,

I saw you—newly bloomed,

glowing in the midst of all my doubts.

But my mind was still caught in ego.

I used to believe that love was pain,

so I wandered, looking for a flower

soft enough to touch without fear.

When I finally said, “I choose you,”

I found you were a rose with many thorns.

Yet.. you longed for the sa...

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They choose sides between morning and night,

They like the morning for the light it brings,

But they hate the night that inevitably arrives,

Carrying darkness from its resting place.

They are people who secretly fear happiness.

Their laughter slowly comes to a stop,

Right after they begin to realize,

That sadness quietly comes.

Between morning and night,

They d...

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She’s a kind of art,
A beauty with no bounds of imagery.

She shows up like a poem that doesn’t ask to be read,
Her beauty tucked away in quiet metaphors,
The kind not everyone’s meant to get.

She’s a poem with her own language,
Simple on purpose, hoping to be understood.

She’s a kind of beauty that protects.
In every little thing she says,
I learn what it means to be human.

"Moth...

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My school bag used to be torn.
My mother patiently sewed it,
stitch by stitch, she arranged it neatly,
connecting one side to the other, she made it whole again.

She said that sewing is a way to be grateful for what we have,
so it won’t end up as something forgotten,
but remain as something cherished.

As I grew up,
I began to practice what she taught.
One by one, I sewed the rips I ha...

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As the sun begins to head toward its rest,  
The waves hurriedly release their kiss,  
Not much time is left, it fears.

Should I say "yes" or leave?  
Just that, the sea is too deep,  
I fear I might disappear into its depths.

Should I wait for the morning to come?  
So that I can get the light to make a move.  
No, should I learn to swim?  
More time is needed, but I might be able to...

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She has to look pretty,  
No fat on her belly,  
She has to be extraordinary.

Looking for what people agree,  
She wants them to see  
Her beauty in reality.

Her body  
Becomes rent-free,  
As everybody's fantasy.

She is an irony,  
Wanting to be free;  
She is the one who brings a soul into reality.

But society has bought her dignity.  
They tell her what she needs to be.  
...

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Small steps etching,  
In the water drifting,  
It's tinkling,  

The pitter-patter,  
The girl is a learner,  
Taking a leap in a charmer.

The father was waiting  
As the rain began heavily drizzling,  
Their jokes full of banter and giggling.

The pitter-patter grew bigger,  
She took her step further,  
Leaving the father and his longing for her.  

The father in his prayer,  
...

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My battle in life is solely with the demon within me.  
The struggle that appears outwardly,
Is an extension of the unfree me.  

She works to manipulate me,  
Blinding me to the truth I should see.  

I slap her when she says, "It's fine,"  
Just to make me understand,
That consequences are intertwined.  

In the end, there are only two places to retire;  
Surely, I won't let her plac...

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The moments we once shared together,
Showed me you are someone I must cherish forever.

But when cold fills your night,
I may not always be able to give you a warm embrace.

And when you stumble in a fight,
I may not be able to offer you a hand to help you rise.

When fate demands us to walk different paths,
I may not be able to be by your side.

Yet still, I will always plead to God,
...

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What does it feel like to walk in the darkness?  
Do you know it's filled only with loneliness?  
But do you know how the stars ignite?  
That is how hope in my night illuminates.  

I walked in with lingering fear,  
Then someone called me, "Hi, dear."  
With open arms, he came near.  
Then a light suddenly appeared.  

Those kinds of people gave me a sight;  
That there will always be...

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Amidst the crashing waves that fiercely surround,  
The current assures the eyes that safety can be found.  
In truth, it drowns those who gaze at the mere veneer,  
And those who reach out will find themselves in fear.  

Oh, you who linger still upon the shore,  
Let me share of one who nearly sank before.  
She bore no hatred, yet it was clear,  
That breathing became a struggle held de...

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A throng of ants proceeds in line,  
Bearing loads that far exceed their prime.  
Perseverance flows through every vein;  
Almost anything they chance to find,
They raise with diligence intertwined,
Leaving only shadows behind.

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Mom, that night,  
candlelight shone bright,  
but it was not enough to brighten her sight.  

Like moths drawn to the flame,  
giving submission to a dame,  
surrendering to the same aim.  

Mom, the girl clung to the bushy.  
And, from the deep valley,  
She asked gently,  

Does a queen need to show her skin to win the king?  

Does a queen need to bow down to get all her work don...

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If the sky were to fall later,  
Crushing everything towards a falter,  
Where else could I seek shelter?  

If the earth were to split,  
Revealing what lies within it,  
Where else could I place my feet?  

Just like a human with their lifespan,  
Isn't the sky and earth the same?  

God, if all existence is leaning towards You,  
Protect me from the ruins,  
And guide me in every i...

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The children are running around,
In a garden where love is found,
The rows of red roselle have grown,
Their rosy cheeks line up, enriching the tone.  

The children pick them one by one with joy,  
"For mama and papa, we
must handle them carefully," said the boy.  

They encourage each other,  
They are like sister and brother.
They share what they get,
That is what they have set.  

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A small twig falling into the rippling flow of the river path,
Distance by distance it tries to break, against the ripples that leave it a scratch,  
The small twig fights in a surrender towards its fate.  

The small twig is in a struggle that no one could face.  
The ripples are too harsh to make it go through a phase,  
Lost and back, the small twig always tries to return to the surface. ...

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My fallen leaves, 

I do not have grips. 

The seasons fill our hearts, 

Yet the seasons tear us apart. 

The seasons that have passed, 

I do not wish for winter's chill to last. 

To them, I bid goodbye with ease, 

I love them not just through lips that please. 

My fallen leaves, 

I do not want to ...

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Let me tell you how kind my Lord is,
I share Him all my desires with honest bliss.
He grants them as swiftly as can be seen,
But some take longer to intervene.

Especially the desires I hold most dear,
He wants me to be patient and persevere.
No, He does not mock my mortal plan.
He asks me to grow and be the best I can.

He wants me to receive no...

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In the evening,

He starts singing,

Between two legs crossing,

Confessing sins through wording,

Merging silence with truths he's meeting,

His voice rippling as waves keep unfolding.
 

His serenade of the evening,

Filling the air in the name of healing,

Soothing birds in cages to sleeping

Letting clams breathe free from the drying,

A hymn calming the ocean’s surgin...

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Green leaves gently sway,
before senescence sets in,
ask them how they feel.

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A mother feels all,
Shielding hearts from pain’s shadow,
No wounds passed along.

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She is the first child, the one and only, 

The cherished grandchild of the family. 

We remember her as a cute little baby, 

Like the morning sun painting the sky so brightly. 

One afternoon, her mother called her to bathe, 

But as the water spilled, without her mother see, 

Her tiny little feet chose to flee, 

Toward my...

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When I promised to be a cloud of shade, 

To shelter you in the cool cascade, 

I became the cloud that brought down rain, 

Drenching your steps with sorrow’s stain. 

The best I could do was let winds steer, 

To drift me away, to keep you clear, 

From soaking further in the storm I brought, 

A choice to spare you what pain...

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Sweet floss brings happiness, 

With tender finesse, 

It greets, 

As joy spreads in fleeting beats. 

Floss compound with fairy,

Is magic within a combination of sweet, tender, and airy.

Fairies spin with rhythmic gait,

Blending sugar’s gleam with air in interplait. 

Their wings flutter, gathering air, 

A tinkling ...

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Her world once ran on her behalf, 

She freely enjoyed her stuff, 

Brushing the town so confidently, 

Proudly showing her beauty. 

Walking towards a long road, 

Her body broke, 

Pain spreading deep into her bones, 

Yet she holds on to hope. 

Inside her tiny little body, 

She carries majesty,

That's what is called a baby, 

A forerunner that will l...

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I know how heavy it can be,
When you carry your burden alone on your shoulders.

I know how painful it can be,
When the person you love the most hurts you deeply.

I know how tiring it can be,
When you walk through a hallway that feels far from over.

But I know,
That I just know what I know.

And it’s about your story now,
Maybe it’s better for me to just say, “I don’t know”

I jus...

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Under the city light, 

People gather, different sight. 

Their smiles are bright. 

In the darkest shade, 

There’s no hesitance; 

Everyone just enjoying themselves. 

An old lady catches a glance, 

Greeting me with a sense of joy. 

She told me, "Just enjoy!”

Sink in together to humor we both share.

Just in the blink of an eye, 

She leaves. 

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Under the glow of the room’s lights,

Where there was only I and my solitude,

I tried to clear my cluttered thoughts,

Preparing myself for the next stride.

It was tranquil with no voice,

Giving myself a sense of poise.

Until then,

Mrs. Mosquito came.

She circled me for a while.

As instinct drove my hand,

I thought of striking her.

But her buzzing soun...

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"I feel butterflies in my stomach whenever I see him. 

He looks so perfect. 

Is this what people call love?" 

A gentle voice whispers, 

"Don’t rush! It might be nothing more than admiration." 

I ask, 

"But what about these butterflies? 

They seem to linger, not just pass by." 

Another voice replies, 

"Love is more than just butterflies. 

A wis...

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A cup of coffee is the art of blending diversity.

Bitterness and sweetness blend in together,

A duality that creates delight in every sip.

Black and white merge,

Revealing the meaning behind every shade.

Different formulas for each connoisseur.

A cup of coffee becomes an alchemist for human senses.

Bitterness is an elixir for those who crave the essence.

Sweetness is...

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At a crossroads, veiled in mist, where shadows pass faintly.

A mark inviting questions.

Touching the silence, where hesitation binds the feet.

Is it truth or merely an illusion? 

No, the mark carries meaning. 

A determinant to declare a stance. 

A call to the conscience. 

A choice between walking or dying at the crossroads. 

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Two souls talk between two closed doors.

Their figures are drawn by shadows,

They cannot truly see one another.

Their voices are muffled,

Faint vibrations bounce off the door’s surface,

Each message distorted and unclear.

The closed doors create a gap through distance,

No one can fully see the other,

The connection remains blurred, unrealized.

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Sprout

Born as Helianthus annuus,
the little sprout grows, chasing after the light,
filling life in a nameless void.

It is Heliotropism,
a gentle motion that wanders,
swaying within the light,

Soon, its wanderings cause it to bloom,
It embraces life in joyful brilliance.

Bloom

It blooms
in the mystery of Fibonacci’s formula,
granting space for the growth of each seed,
balanc...

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Step by step, I softly tread my way,
Upon this path, the sun casts a gentle ray,
Tracing my silhouette in a joyful way,
Its warmth embracing, as if to say:
"Good luck!"

In rhythm with my steps,
A harmony blooms in the air,
A chorus of birds unveils a melody,
Its name, a song of Falling in Love.

A flash of crimson dances, sparking the scene,
Drawing me close to sip its fragrance,
Its...

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These children have shining eyes yet sharp,

A strength carved deep upon each face.

They are not princes or princesses from a fairy tale;

They are real, present on the earth of Gaza, full of pain and trials.

Their story is recorded without the embellishment of fantasy,

Sending a message to awaken the human conscience,

Which has dulled under the glitter of a fleeting world.

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Gaza is forced onto a boundless stage,

A spectacle of endless conflict,

In a world where roles are chosen by power

Trump says, "Welcome to the show!" 

He knows his role, he knows his lines, 

Staging a political performance beneath the guise of humanity

Upon the stage owned by the United Nations, 

They send hollow promises to Gaza, 

Leaving them choking in the ...

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I am a soul 

The beauty of the form you see in me is glitter 

Even the title that clings to me is part of the glitter 

I layer it piece by piece

Shaping myself into what you see 

That is the temporary me

I am a soul,

That you cannot truly know my true form

There may be times when I fall short of your hopes

I am not entirely good,

Yet that doesn’t mean I am ev...

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What does life really mean?

I see people willing to ride or die for money and positions,

And some just live their life till they get old,

And some just live their life in pursuit of the hereafter.

Then, what does life really mean?

I hold belief in the heaven and hell.

But, what does life really mean?

If life is about money, 

Then, how much wealth is enough to buy...

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In my childhood, the night was always a scary thing, 

Its silence seeped into my soul, 

Its darkness created many shadows, 

I saw ghosts mocking me. 

Its reflections crept into my closed eyes. 

It felt like there was no place to hide. 

My little self was too afraid of being caught by them. 

Yet, with you by my side, I felt safe. 

You became a strong fortress ag...

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