By Mohammad Mouselmani

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Samuel’s Grace

Samuel In dusks sombre drizzle he hobbles along; in the soft grey light of a dawn that shadows feed upon. He takes small unsteady steps. Usually he is invisible; at best he is barely noticed by those around him. Samuel’s worn overcoat has been his mantle through many years of lack, necessity, and need. I have seen him many times…
Stephen Allen
May 24, 2020
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Tragic and True

Tragic and true I believed in you you showed your true colors I dismissed them like all the others a facade I placed over your actions as I dreamed of only the fractions of time I spent with you, those were times I wouldn't feel blue for whatever reason your presence distant or near I felt a sensation of revere…
sky
May 22, 2020
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A Silhouette!

Oh, how stomach-churning every moment my gazes rested on you was, In a literal talk, every inch I walked towards you had dispersed me wildly from my authenticity injecting my soul with the slightest but the most profound atrocities of this existence, namely turning me into a cannibalistic assassin... You a punted creature with some shuddered filthy eyes, the master…
Fatima Chahneh
May 22, 2020
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Look At Me Child

Look at me child, Don't lower your head like that, you're breaking me! It's ok, let me see it all again. They're leaving you behind aren't they? They didn't even bother to prepare you for it. I think they were afraid to "hurt your feelings", that's why it always happened suddenly without any hints… Your smile is fading slowly, you…
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“Troubled Thoughts”

I wish somebody would have told me About the growing pain that keeps haunting I wish somebody would have told me That time isn't meant to take away the hurting I was afraid of feeling pain and emptiness Now I'm scared that's how I would like it to be I somehow find beauty in loneliness While I'm in desperate need…
Myriam
May 21, 2020
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Red mirrors

This vicious war was worth all the victims, It's the time when peace shouts calling for contradictions Darkness condoles lights fading into other realms Lifting her soul up to some dreary convictions Peeling each memory that slays and maims the fragments of silence embracing the void Some bypassing talks are stuck in holy rims Relinquishing the mundane to a virtual…
Fatima Chahneh
May 19, 2020
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At The Altar

He's looking in her direction, not directly in her eyes though, he just can't. Maybe he's worried that his eyes will betray him, that his weakness will escape them and perform a frenzied dance to amuse her. Maybe he's looking for answers that might be hovering around her, that's why his pupils are shaking left and right. But what good…
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Silly Little Things

Do not fool yourself, loneliness is never a choice. It's just that you've given up on the "silly" little things people cling to in order to escape it. And thus you fell too deep into the hole of isolation, where no sound, nor light could ever reach, thinking that it will somehow make you superior to the ones who desperately…