The rain was falling heavily. It was like driving through a thick curtain of water. He eased off the accelerator a little. Had to be careful driving on wild nights like these. The las thing you’d want...
I'm so sorry I didn't post these days...I wasn't feeling okay.
A piece about power inspired by Jafar from the movie Aladdin 1992, as well as the recent ending of Game of Thrones.
"The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are f...
Another ekphrasis poem, this time, on an art piece by Shahram Soltani. This is a piece about equality, inspired by all the feminism posts on Commaful. Hope you enjoy. :) (Title inspired by my favourit...
~don't tell god, but i secretly enjoy it~ (for real this time)
"Taking a life isn't so hard as bringing them back to life. "
~ @aamii_
ok THIS is my last poem
A poem about escaping restrictions
Yesterday I had to run outside. I had to also beat up some criminals. I had to do this because if I didn't then I would be thrown into prison with the rest of my family. I had to do it. So yah, I did ...
Sometimes I get locked up in my thoughts and feel there is no way out.
***Trigger Warning***My body is a jail. Housing inmates of blood. Inmates who plot to escape.
The rain was falling heavily. It was like driving through a thick curtain of water. He eased off the accelerator a little. Had to be careful driving on wild nights like these. The las thing you’d want...
I'm so sorry I didn't post these days...I wasn't feeling okay.
A piece about power inspired by Jafar from the movie Aladdin 1992, as well as the recent ending of Game of Thrones.
"The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are f...
Another ekphrasis poem, this time, on an art piece by Shahram Soltani. This is a piece about equality, inspired by all the feminism posts on Commaful. Hope you enjoy. :) (Title inspired by my favourit...
~don't tell god, but i secretly enjoy it~ (for real this time)
"Taking a life isn't so hard as bringing them back to life. "
~ @aamii_
ok THIS is my last poem
A poem about escaping restrictions
Yesterday I had to run outside. I had to also beat up some criminals. I had to do this because if I didn't then I would be thrown into prison with the rest of my family. I had to do it. So yah, I did ...
Sometimes I get locked up in my thoughts and feel there is no way out.
***Trigger Warning***My body is a jail. Housing inmates of blood. Inmates who plot to escape.