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Tell me Life …

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Tell me, Life, how to escape the clutches of my own existence. Release me from this torment that consumes me with every passing moment. Sever the ties that bind me to you, Life. Transform me into something other than myself; a blissful state of unawareness, where I am free from the burdens of consciousness. Let me drift into the void, where I am shielded from the sorrow that has enveloped me. Erase my identity, but do not leave me adrift in this half-formed state. Grant me the simplicity of stones, the purity of animals, the distance of stars, or the … Continue reading Tell me Life …

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Piano

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Tell me, as wild as the wind that carries the haunting melody of the rapturous piano, can I ever dance again to the savage rhythm of this humanity song? The passages written along the castle walls tell of a love lost, a memory etched in the whispers of the wind. I listen to the notes coming unbound, soft, and tragic, flowing like an unfettered flag in the breeze. This thought, though it may be my last, is important to me. I long to be human once again, to feel the warmth of connection and love in this skin that feels … Continue reading Piano

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Divine in me

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In my search for the Divine, I traveled far and wide, visiting temples adorned with intricate carvings, churches filled with the sound of hymns, and mosques echoing with the call to prayer. But it was not until I turned my gaze inward, towards the depths of my own being, that I truly found what I was seeking. For in the quiet sanctuary of my heart, I discovered a sacred space untouched by the trappings of religion or the constraints of tradition. Here, in the stillness of my soul, I felt the presence of something greater than myself, a force that … Continue reading Divine in me

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Memories of my childhood

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To remember my childhood is to delve into a treasure trove of emotions, a symphony of sights, smells, and sounds that shaped the very core of who I am today. It is not merely a recollection of events or facts; it is a journey through dreams, fears, and insecurities that still linger in the deepest corners of my soul. I recall the simple joys of playing soccer with my brothers and friends, the familiar scents of my mother’s cooking filling our humble home. The aroma of garlic sizzling in hot oil, the fragrance of flowers in the yard, the misty … Continue reading Memories of my childhood

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Before you make me love you

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Before you make me love you, understand that my love is not a fleeting thing. It is not a passing fancy or a temporary infatuation. It is a deep, abiding love that will stand the test of time. It is a kind of love that will weather any storm, endure any hardship, and conquer any obstacle. Before you make me love you, know that I will give you all of me. I will give you my heart, my soul, my everything. I will love you with a passion that burns brighter than the sun, with a devotion that knows no … Continue reading Before you make me love you

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What do you need?

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He asked me what I needed, and I whispered softly, “Peace.” For too long, turmoil has raged within me, a never-ending civil war that has left me weary and worn. But in his gentle inquiry, I found a glimmer of hope, a chance for solace in the chaos. As I journey through life’s winding path, I yearn for the simplicity of a fulfilled existence. To understand the rhythm of the march, to embrace each day with the innocence of a child at play. Like an old farmer tending to his cattle, I seek to find peace in the gentle strum … Continue reading What do you need?

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Ocean

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I will make my bed in the ocean, where the waves caress me like a lover’s touch. It is a demonstration of helplessness, surrendering to the vast expanse of water that surrounds me. I offer my salt as sacrifice, knowing that growth is a daily practice, a journey of self-discovery and transformation. I am learning what it means to be a grain of sand, insignificant yet essential to the beauty of the beach. I spell out homonyms for love, words that hold different meanings but all lead back to the same feeling of connection and warmth. Like a song for … Continue reading Ocean

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Dear Universe

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In the tumultuous sea of human emotions and desires, I find myself adrift, lost in the storm of discontent that rages around me. But in the midst of this chaos, I turn to you, my beacon of hope and love, for guidance and solace. Like a child seeking comfort in the arms of a loving parent, I come to you with an open heart and a humble spirit, ready to receive the light of your love and the strength of your wisdom. In your presence, I find peace and clarity, a sense of purpose and direction that I could never … Continue reading Dear Universe

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Chaos of love

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In complete chaos, when the ground trembled beneath me, I found myself falling, landing unceremoniously on the floor. Yet, there was a strange comfort in that moment of vulnerability, sitting there, unsure of how to rise again. It was a metaphor for love, for life itself. I’m captivated by the simplicity of what’s easy to love, but my heart yearns for the challenge of loving deeply, recklessly. It’s a paradox, the easiest and hardest thing in the world, this act of loving. I embrace it, knowing that with love comes the inevitable pain, the bleeding of the heart that always … Continue reading Chaos of love

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Nights

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The nights were shrouded in mystery, a cloak of darkness enveloping my thoughts and emotions. I found myself standing on the edge of solitude, unsure of what lay beyond. With each passing hour, I felt the weight of my memories pressing down upon me, a heavy burden that I could not shake. In the quiet stillness of the night, I found myself stripped bare, my vulnerabilities exposed to the world. I was forced to confront the ghosts of my past, to relive moments that had long been buried deep within my soul. And yet, as I stood there, vulnerable, and … Continue reading Nights