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2019-04-17 18:34
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aqsamustafa
patriko
2019-06-13 02:10
Clown
Image Source He hadn’t meant to scare the child, His clumsiness, his disgrace, A twisted turn in happy events, A sudden new bend. With his hand held out, White-gloved pureness, And his head bowed down,
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partiko
2019-05-31 02:50
Castle in the Clouds
Image Source When the vase broke and the window in the background shattered, I felt a rumbling in the foundations of my world; Like thunderclouds crashing over an ocean of pain, I felt the waves rise high
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partiko
2019-05-29 03:15
A falling petal of Rose
Image Source She’s gotten terribly heavy around the middle. Father says that wasn’t always the case, a fact corroborated by her every chance she got. She hadn’t been middle-heavy before, just now when
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partiko
2019-05-26 04:20
The end of a story
Image Source Fleeting dash of snow, dancing swirl of mist, Crashing surf on shores afar, a dreamless sleep, a forgotten kiss, A branch too high off the ground, leaves brushing my hand, The floating cotton
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patriko
2019-05-26 03:26
Devil
Oh, God! She hates me. I know she does. Today morning, while I pushed her food toward her and made my eyes go as round as they would, she turned her nose in disdain and didn’t give me the time of day.
aqsamustafa
partiko
2019-05-24 03:00
The stranger
Image Source His feet are tapping to the music. Up, down, up, two fast taps like sharp knocks on a door, then up and down again. Long, pale fingers follow the rhythm on an ironed dress-pants knee. Index
aqsamustafa
poetry
2019-05-23 04:01
Crown of Ash
( One step forward, feet like lead, A crown of ash upon my head; I know I’ve been here before, At the threshold of this closing door. Remember when you came to me? When you held my hands and talked to
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theluvbug
2019-05-22 03:36
Endless
Image credit: AphoticSketch ( A journey. A start and an end. A forever long straight ride, complete without direction. One day I will step onto a bus, a bus without driver or steering wheel, and I would
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partiko
2019-05-21 02:44
Asleep and yet awake
The ground is firm under my toes, anchor, reminder, A breeze soft on my chin, clothes a whisper on my skin. I’m still and yet I fly. Sweet darkness takes me under its wing, A comforting weight, the world
aqsamustafa
reading
2019-05-20 04:02
Words and Bubbles
What do you people read? What is it that tickles your fancy and makes you wish days were long and nights yet longer? In short, what makes a reader cli—well, grow cross-eyed and drop drooling onto dog-eared,
aqsamustafa
writing
2019-04-22 03:28
In the shadows
Religion, caste, color, creed, nationality, language, likes, dislikes, appearance, sexuality… So many things that divide us, so many things to make us feel superior. And the one object of unification in
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writing
2019-04-20 03:06
So angels can die
Let us all take a moment and look at this little girl. Look at her smile. Look at those soft, bubbly cheeks. Just a glance at the picture tells me they would feel like down. And those sweet, sweet curls!
aqsamustafa
introduceyourself
2019-04-20 02:26
You don't know me...and now you do!
Hello everybody! Okay, so this is my third post on SteemIt, but it might as well be the first since I’m here to introduce myself, as suggested by a fellow Steemian. I am a Pakistani, living in Oman since
aqsamustafa
writing
2019-04-20 01:53
Mother dear, I've come to you
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novel
2019-04-19 04:14
Prologue (Princess Me)
The man and woman slipped into the castle through a rarely used side door. It wasn’t raining outside, but the dew dripping off centuries-old-eaves had wet the shoulders of their clocks. The walls around
