You close your eyes and your thoughts bubble up. Spread out from all corners. Wear the fabric of varying vibrant words. Very soon, they are carrying meanings and colors. A dance happens. A beautiful, rhythmical dance. You like it because it has all your soul. You see parts of yourself you had been waiting to see. And you realize you can hold it lightly from the tip of your wand and place it down on paper. There, it can live forever as a poem.
But you don’t do that. You force it away. You shove it powerfully with your hands– all those thoughts and words– and you push the splendid dancer in a grey, dark cell. She falls and she quietens, and she holds her bruised arm. You can’t see the colors anymore and you sigh with relief.
Randomly Abstract 
This is quite touchy maria. Well written.
Thank you!
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Brilliant piece!
I miss you!
I miss you too! Let’s reconnect?..
How are you?
Alhamdulillah I am well.How are you?
So am I. 🙂 Gonna email you.
I was thinking the same thing. 🙂
Nice to see you back. And hats off to your imagination.
How, Maria, HOW?
I like this, it’s sort of colourful in the beginning, but then it darkens.
Thank you, Hiba! <33
This happens to geniuses like you. But anyway. You nailed it once again Mars. I heart you.
I heart you too!
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I nominated you again, and this one’s fairly easy. So do it, okay 😛
The self-denying state in which she pushes herself away from happiness. Described beautifully Maria, as always. Love you.
That, and one other thing where she doesn’t really have another way.
Thank you, Lalarukh. Means to me!
Maria.
Maria.
One has to be really lonesome and highly introspective to be able to express such elusive details this comfortably. I found this line particularly eloquent: “You realize you can hold it lightly from the tip of your wand and place it down on paper. There, it can live forever as a poem.”
🙂
Yar matlab….kaya kahun…
Kuch keh bhe na sakay,
Or sab kuch keh bhe dia…
🙂
😀 hm
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