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5 years ago
Clear Your Mind Here

Clear your mind here

5 years ago
Akelepan Se Dar Lagta Hai.

Akelepan se dar lagta hai.

Kisi ki dua hi toh sahi,

mere qauf se takra jaaey;

jaise mera sukoon,

unki khuda se maang ho.

- @Manaalficient

5 years ago
Do I Prefer Scars Solid Concrete Lumps Cemented In My Skin Do I Prefer Pits Of Agony Burns Flaring Up

Do I prefer scars Solid concrete lumps Cemented in my skin Do I prefer pits of agony Burns flaring up like wounds Reminiscing the neglected past Fueling scarred minds Do I prefer sadness It comes in blurry fogs of winter Cool to my skin A freeze down the spine Breaking cold hearts in icicles Do I prefer the ruthlessness of a mad man That hid his gentleness In the drone of his bones Because he needs it When life cradles him rather harsher than one too many yesterdays. - Manaalficient. . . . . . . . . #writersofinstagram #writing #writersofig #writingcommunity #wordsofwisdom #wordporn #wordgasm #wordstoliveby #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poetsofig #poetry #poetryisnotdead #positivevibes #quotestoliveby #potd #qotd #quoteoftheday #lifequotes #lovequotes #sadquotes #relationshipgoals #tumblr #relationshipquotes #tumblrquotes #blogger #spilledink #instaquote #writerstag #thoughtfvl https://www.instagram.com/p/CABqnQIg7za/?igshid=i3rnzp73801


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5 years ago
This Isnt A Poetry About Canteen Food And Lengthy Assembly Hours Or Bus Time Rush This Is Not A Reminiscenceor

This isnt a poetry about canteen food and lengthy assembly hours or bus time rush this is not a reminiscence or an ode to my school which was more like a military institution  that ironed out the creases of your left over dreams and gagged your ambitions. This is to the drawing artist you were who drew mandalas in the back of your books in class because turning pages back to solving balancing equations meant looking into the horror of science stream that you never wanted to opt to begin with To the girl who had her lip balms nicked only because she wanted to look pretty who wore kajal too stubborn to be wiped off  like her teacher's persistence to rub her eyes blind who was called names in staff rooms and confession pages because her kameez fit her well. Who's nail art kits that caught dust in a corner because she had weekly checks at school if her nails were trimmed this is to the girl with the heartbreak in physical form of abuse and scars because her teacher told in the ptm of her ex boyfriend this is to the girl with insomnia or narcolepsy who fell asleep during class hours. Who seeked help and became the butt of a joke of the counsellor this is to the upper primary girl who was punished when she forgot her hijab for islamic studies class because a child's forgetfulness was a huge sin this is to the girl with perfect grades that memorized the syllabus like the national anthem of a country but couldn't rememeber the last time she was happy To the girl who repeated a year, maybe more than once and was discussed amongst teachers as the girl who failed this is to the girls i might have looked down on because i fell into the trap im sorry. this is to the girls who go through posts about reminiscing school as their second home while you see its worth only in CV templates this is to the girls  with bows and arrows at sexist monitoring To the girl   with dareness raving in their spines to break free this is to us girls who are wildfires and dewdrops this is to us girls we made it  with much to recover from and learn, A loss of oneselves Yet a victory of survival. - Manaalficient (at *caption) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_z9-5BFq-Z/?igshid=1o4g7ssgj5fsv

5 years ago
Ever felt so calm that it clipped you to your vulnerability. You feel yourself untie with the necessities that bound you with life. All this while you

Ever felt so calm that it clipped you to your vulnerability. You feel yourself untie with the necessities that bound you with life. All this while you were restless to feel at home. This calmness, this calmness is your home. This calmness is your true self.

- @Manaalficient