Maryam's Blog | Little Stories
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Maryam's Blog | Little Stories
2y ago
For a time, love failed
And hope was all that remained
For the time of tears with despair
While holding on to nothing
For the time lost with no direction
Hurting with lost energy
Somehow that soul got to survive.
In pieces, finding peace.
Hoping that someday in a time
Life would perhaps be kind
And if tomorrow couldn’t be saved
For this time, It’s letting go
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Maryam's Blog | Little Stories
2y ago
Behold!
There goes the twinkling heart again
Unfolding from it shell,
Yet still trapped in it’s shadows
If only tenfold of its blinks could defeat the bolt of its storm inside…
The world is indeed a painting, unsold sprinkling in untold mystery tinkling…
Cold, old and Dark,
In it, blinks, the heart sanked, whistling it gold
Just maybe there is still a tangled hope for survival
Maryam
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Maryam's Blog | Little Stories
2y ago
Dear November,
This is not a prayer or wishful thinking… It’s a goodbye
To be free from the tears that stir the heart
To be healed from the cracks that broke the soul
To be spared from the fears that crept the spirit
And, To be Dear, To all the love that should be welcomed
Dear November,
In remembrance, this heart centers its words to rest again…
For now, it’s goodbye to all the hurts
Maryam ..read more
Maryam's Blog | Little Stories
3y ago
Here’s to our unscrewed moments of laughter and tears, the expired desires, and everything that retired with our love…
Here’s to our sour affection blowing off to dust….
Here’s to our despaired heart pierced with tattoos of bitter-sweet memories…
I’d swear we were true, but our affair was fake, So here’s to our screwed taboo filled with untrue lies…
Maryam ..read more
Maryam's Blog | Little Stories
3y ago
There is no such thing as perfect, neither is there a thing as balance…
Try to get rid of the idea of being ideal your purpose,
Although there is only one truth that is revolving around you, I choose the missing link to them all
sometimes it takes you to places you don’t want to be, but that is also fine,
You can’t be everything and have it all, that why the word something exist.
If you are searching for the whole, then start within yourself…
You are a puzzle to be fixed by you,
As I said, you are complete with the exact proportion of yourself, not half empty or half full, nor are you perfect ..read more
Maryam's Blog | Little Stories
3y ago
I got lost in your world perhaps to only live there once. Sometimes it hurts to stay, and most time I didn’t want to know what it felt like to leave.
The first time we met, you asked if ‘I was ready,’ for what? I am getting to understand…
I choose you, poetry, and even weird ambitions… With no reasons but to clear my muddy head, and those answers i seeked, I am still searching of…
Sometimes I wondered if it was just once love happens, or maybe I was0 just an experiment if tangled emotions…
Either way, I want to save this memory for tomorrow… Wanting you so much to have left spaces with gaps of ..read more
Maryam's Blog | Little Stories
3y ago
Someone told once told me about December,
Its memories and strong winds,
Nights are longer with beautiful moons,
Days are shorter with strong coffee,
Someone took me to December,
Through moments of laughter and tears,
It thin and thick don’t lie still,
So is the wind,
We all have our Decembers,
The presents, people, memories, and survival
Its origin I care-less
But in its return, I anticipate.
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Maryam's Blog | Little Stories
3y ago
Yesterday I stayed up all night trying to figure out what’s next,
Carrying my heart content in a mug
My life has been a series of ups and downs,
With so much opportunity to leverage and so much disappointment sustained
My goals, just like my father’s and the father before him,
My purpose, just like my mother’s and the mother before her
I’ve learned resilience through the strength of the lineage I carry,
My dreams and aspirations just like my name, a gift to humanity
My hopes I carry seeking fulfillment,
My pain I endure with faith to conquer the world…
©Maryam ..read more
Maryam's Blog | Little Stories
3y ago
Time will tell…
The moments we’ve lost,
The stories we’ve made,
And every tear dropped in pain and laughter
Time will heal…
The memories that hurt,
That which remained broken,
And every wound that remained open
Time will pass…
Through every chapter we’ve written,
The history we will become,
And the dust we would remain
Time will tell, heal, and pass...
-Maryam ..read more
Maryam's Blog | Little Stories
4y ago
Madam Pam, one of Mum’s acquaintance is having dinner with us tonight. I’ve heard about her from a series of mum’s gossip with her other friends, she was with no husband or children and just arrived from the states. Mum was more than glad to have her take dinner with us, as she had previously discussed with her taking me in as help when returning to the states. My instinct was very much against the idea, but mum needed financial assistance and I couldn’t blame her much. Mum is a widow with 6 kids to carter. She runs shift within various organizations as a cleaner and hardly makes enough to sen ..read more