Tagged: creative writing

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Anxiety

Anxiety. That 7 letter word that describes the irregular current of thoughts in our minds followed by equally irregular flows of emotions. One minute, you’re all right; you’re constant. And the next, you feel...

Artwork by: Dai Ehab Ali. 0

Desires

Desires. Those sneaky little feelings that grow up in your minds and move all the way to your veins, where they control every move you make. Desires. They start taking over you. You move...

Photograph by: Rudolf Bonive - Dialog, 1973 0

These Words Are All We Have

He’s here. I’m here. We’re both here. This is our now. I kept trying not to think about what they’ve told me, but their words kept coming as splinters of pain through my mind....

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The Awkward Scrapbook

    These days we come across many stories that may or may not affect us, but a lot of them lack the sense of authenticity. To find that beautiful, heartwarming and influencing story has...

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أردت أن أكبر.

أردت أن أكبُر حتي فعلت، فقط حتي فعلت.. حتي علمت أن ليس كل شيء صالح أعمله سيحدث لي، فتوقعت الكثير من “أصدقائي” و خاب ظني كثيراً حتى تبلدت، حتى اطمئن صديقي أني باقٍ علي...

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The 90 Year Old Fashionista…

White hair, iconic oversized round black glasses, and a “more is more” approach to layering big, bold, statement jewellery, all that make her instantly—and internationally—recognizable. Born in Astoria, Queens, New York, Apfel is the only child...

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Musical

There were nights when she had asked to touch my scars and I let her walk a mile or two on my body, into my heart. It was dark and negligently cold. I remember...

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في الخفاء

صوت قرع الأجراس… صوت قطرات المطر تتساقط واحدة تلو الاخري علي أرض لا تستجيب… أرض تظل جافة حد التشقق حتي بعد مائة عام من الفيضان. لا  الصمت هو الحاكم هناك..لا تزال الأسرار آمنة في...

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ذات روح

سكنت في مكانها تتنهد و تبسم وجهها حين سمعت الناي يتطرق إلى أذنيها الهائمتين بصمتٍ بالغ. رأيته في ذلك الركن البعيد من قلبي. ذلك الركن الذي يبقى فيه كل شيء ضائع على مر السنين....

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You Need To Cry Sometimes

You need to cry sometimes. You, as a human being with myriad drawers and shelves of misinterpreted emotions and eaten up words and actions, need to cry sometimes. The world can be too much...