Tag: Poetry
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Not the Snow, But the Hollow Space Between Bells #poetry
A poetic dive into the emotional undercurrents of New Year’s Eve—exploring time, loneliness, illusions of fresh beginnings, and the strange intimacy of asking someone else: “What is your favorite holiday?”
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City Without Doors: A Hymn for the Invisibly Awake #poetry #paris
sometimes I asked the sky— where do the truly free go when the pavement won’t let go of their feet? do they float above traffic jams and Tinder dates, or do they smuggle themselves into basements and bookshelves? and how many of them survive the crush of expectations served with bitter masala tea at the…
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Blueprints of Breath: When I Feel Most Productive #poetry
Productivity smells like forgotten libraries and sounds like paper tearing in all the right wrong places. Creation happens not when I plan it—but when chaos holds my hand and shouts, ‘Run!’ You ask when I feel most productive? When doubt cracks my ribs like wishbones, and I still move. Sometimes just staying alive is my…
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X-Files of Unrealized Guilt and Unfound Love (a symphony in misplaced keys) #BlogchatterA2Z #poetry
An unposted letter. A shipwreck never rescued. A symphony played on broken strings. In the haunted courtrooms of memory, guilt and unfound love dance in shadows we no longer dare to name. This is not a confession — it’s an afterlife.
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What Are My Favorite Emojis? #poetry
“What are your favorite emojis?” you ask, and the world unravels. Red hearts leak into question marks. Ghosts float between sighs and suns. Somewhere between the fire and the anchor, we become fragments — not lost, not found — just… translated into silent pixels pressing back.
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What Topics Do You Like to Discuss? (An Exploration in Monologue)
A surreal, whimsical journey through the ordinary and the overlooked — this poetic monologue invites you to explore everything from staplers and socks to dreams and dust, all through an irreverently introspective lens.
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Veins of the Unseen Leap: Volcanoes Don’t Ask Permission Before They Erupt #poetry
I didn’t leap. I dissolved. I bled into the moment where fear could no longer hold form, and the world, instead of answering, became a question back— louder, stranger, wider than any map could hold. What does risk look like when it isn’t an act but a becoming? A poetic descent into the chaos and…
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Undone: A Chorus Across Time
A poetic symphony that weaves different perspectives through memory, imagination, and timeless echoes of past. “Undone: A Chorus Across Time” dances through forgotten futures and remembered silences, folding time into rhythm and breath.

