A journey called life
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Flow Like a River
Life is like a flowing river—it never turns back, no matter how much we wish it would. It only knows how to move forward, carrying whatever it has left, until it meets its destiny—the vast and endless ocean. We, too, must learn to embrace this forward motion, leaving behind what is gone and embracing what Continue reading
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If Life Is a Blessing, Then I Am…
Life rarely fits into neat categories. It is both a teacher and a test, both liberating and confining, both joyful and painful. Yet, if we shift our perspective, we begin to see that everything—every heartbreak, every failure, every storm—has its own hidden beauty. If failures are lessons, then every mistake is a stepping stone toward Continue reading
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Sifar: Finding Everything in Nothing
The traveler has found his road,The world has gained a new messenger;Walking over the sands of time,Beneath the boundless sky,Into the vastness of emptiness—The world of Sifar.Why is the heart capable of love?It would never have hurtOtherwise;Breaking the tantrum of silence,Every step plunging into a world of many Alephs.When the heart is adamant,The heart listens,To Continue reading
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What Is Left at the End of the World?
In her hauntingly reflective novel Good Morning, Midnight, Lily Brooks-Dalton poses two profound questions: What is left at the end of the world? and What is the impact of one’s life? These questions linger like whispers long after the final page — a quiet yet powerful reminder of our impermanence. Adapted into the 2020 film Continue reading
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When Nothing Becomes Everything: The Dance of Emptiness
The universe is mostly empty — an endless expanse of cosmic void stretching across unimaginable distances. Within this emptiness, stars drift in solitude, galaxies twirl in graceful isolation and planets carve their silent orbits. Yet, remarkably, this vast emptiness is what allows everything to exist. Without space, no movement would be possible, no connections could Continue reading
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Finding Wholeness in Imperfection
There is a strange beauty in incompleteness. We often chase perfection, believing that only the finished, the refined, the whole is worthy of admiration. But in the company of an incomplete poem, we find something more—endless possibility. Sitting in the quiet solitude of a cabin by the woods, I gaze through the window at the Continue reading
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The Quiet Weight of Grief
Poetry has always been a refuge for emotions too complex for simple explanation. In writing my poem, O My Heart!, I found myself reflecting on my own encounters with loss. Perhaps, in some way, we all carry the weight of an unseen sorrow—one that shapes us, but does not define us. O MY HEART!What is Continue reading
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A Journey through the Cosmos
There comes a moment in every wanderer’s journey when the soul forgets to pause. The heart beats forward, unrelenting, pushing into the unknown—a vast and wondrous wilderness stretching beyond the horizon. It is in these moments, standing at the threshold of mystery, that we begin to understand the true nature of our existence. As I Continue reading
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My Reason to Write: When Reality Feels Like Fiction
I have always dreamt in poetry. Not in the structured verses of a sonnet or the rhythmic cadence of a ballad, but in fleeting, surreal images—fragments of another reality that whisper secrets only my subconscious understands. These dreams have shaped me, turning the mundane into the extraordinary, making every moment feel like a verse waiting Continue reading
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Humans and AI: We Are More Alike Than We Think
Who am I? This question is as ancient as human thought itself, yet it remains as elusive as the shifting sands of time. Identity is often perceived as something rigid, a fixed definition of who we are. But is it? Or are we, like everything else in the universe, in a constant state of evolution—shaped Continue reading
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