Poetry
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If you are a poet and you didn't even know it
@Elefzed
Life Spells:
Let them, It will pass,
Time will tell, All is well,
God will heal.
@mirzasameer339960
◌⑅⃝●♡⋆♡Love Of My Life♡⋆♡●⑅⃝◌🌹💕🫂
@PoeticJustice
When 2 + 2 Becomes 5
They think they know you…
From a profile picture.
A username.
A handful of comments
Floating across a screen.
They think they know your story…
Without knowing
Where your footsteps have been.
The roads you’ve travelled.
The valleys you’ve crossed.
The battles you’ve fought.
The things you’ve buried.
The things you’ve lost.
They’ve never counted
The tears you cried
When nobody was watching.
Never heard
The silent du’as
You whispered
When your heart was breaking.
Never carried
The weight of the lies
That were spoken about you.
The words that cut deeper
Than anyone ever knew.
Yet somehow…
They’re confident enough
To write your biography
After reading a single page.
One brushstroke…
Then another…
Until a portrait emerges
Painted with assumption,
Coloured by speculation,
Framed by confirmation bias.
They zoom in
On the cracks in the glass…
But never stop
To admire the hands
That kept holding
The shattered pieces together.
They see the scars…
But not the healing.
They see the fragments…
But never the glue.
They notice the moments
You stumbled…
Yet overlook
Every time Allah
Picked you back up
And carried you through.
It’s remarkable really…
How quickly
Two and two
Can become five.
Not because
People are bad at mathematics…
But because
Some have mastered
The art of subtraction.
Subtract context.
Subtract mercy.
Subtract evidence.
Subtract sincerity.
Then add assumption.
And suddenly…
The equation
Was never about numbers.
It was about narratives.
Because when people
Already believe
They know who you are…
Facts become optional.
And assumptions
Become absolute.
So let them calculate
Whatever equation they wish.
Because on the Day
Every sum will be corrected.
Every hidden chapter
Will be revealed.
Every false conclusion
Will be exposed.
And every soul…
Will stand before
The One
_Who has never…
Not even once…
Mistaken
Two and two
For five._
@aisha164227
What if we may not live
We if we get failed
What if we have no one around
What if we loose everyone
Life is not rigid constant
It changes melts vanishes and reappear
So are the connections people and us
We can't find our own self at times
And our loved ones sometimes
They may leave us in the midst of a storm
Or we don't want them see us in tears
We create hard walls around us
Wish we have someone who could see the real us
Who could see our heart
Have the courage to see the actual us
I fought saying i loved you back until It became something I could no longer contain.
We connected in so many ways...
@tosifasad
Ghalib
The day of death is sealed by Fate
Why, then, does sleep all night still wait?
Ahmed’s Reply
_Not death, but life, O Ghalib, breeds your fear;
Unfinished dreams grow heavier, year by year.
Their burden keeps your weary eyes awake,
While all day long, hope’s palaces you make.
But when the night demands what dreams may keep,
Their cruel reckoning will not let you sleep;
And such the weight of promises gone dry,
It grants you not the comfort even to cry._
@Umair84468763
"I'm not looking for perfection, only sincerity."
"The best love story begins with peace, trust, and respect