To The Living Ones
Uncompleted stories and unfinished poems, my notebook is open on a page full of ideas and scratch. It’s been a long time since I’ve grabbed a pen but…
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Hope
A soft, golden ray penetrated the isolated room, caressed the young child’s cheeks, and awakened the silence that was whispering on the void. The…
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Thus Sang Abdelmoula
It was a long day, one which seemed like it would never end. I could feel the exhaustion creeping throughout my body. My joints felt heavy, and a…
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The Ocean
He gazed at the blazing sun and moved his hand above his head to shield his head from the dizzying heat. Sweat started to form drops on his forehead…
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What I owe me.
I haven't written for a long time. Maybe because I'm scared of my own thoughts. Maybe because I'm scared of what would come out once I stop staring…
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Kokoro
I have just finished this, I'm on a bus, so many faces, and I wonder, how lonely are the souls behind these tired, cheerful, talking faces? What lays…
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A chattered piece of me
A Funeral Feast It was on a Sunday evening that I happened to be invited to my cousin’s engagement party. When I arrived to the house at the…
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Final hour
Today is the fourth of April, the year 2020. Today is the day I die, and the day I am born again. I hope it will be late at night when I finish…
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