Kheyal Darya

A mound of thoughts

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Who?

Who? Yesterday when I called her A cold, submerged voice came Hello, who? Hello, who? Then silence In surprise, I asked her Is my name and number not saved? No, it’s not like that at all, she said How did…

Love in Exile R

Lost again, the illusion of love it broke Memories remain of the wit in that jest spoke Yearning for solace, crossing the sea’s tide In foreign lands, necessities abide Often in dreams, I weep for those departed Distances grew, yet…

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Footsteps on the Sand

Oh friend, soften the bitterness of your tone,I am too sensitive, too easily overthrown. I still recall soft footsteps on the sand,Leaving home behind, afraid of the unknown. Through burning deserts I travel, restless, worn,I tremble at shadows, at trees…

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The Burden of Blame

Once we met, but never again shall I meet you, In your city, dwell the open-hearted few. I bear the blame for all that’s accused, Ready for debate, the open-hearted crew. I search for news, a path to pursue, Yet…

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Solace Among Singing Trees

I have witnessed defeat, a garland of dismay, I have witnessed autumn’s hues slowly fade away. Hidden behind death’s veiled shroud, I have glimpsed life, a secret yet allowed. Seeking refuge from the piercing dart’s sting, I have found solace…

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Was’aal (Meeting again)

Oh, behold the whirlwind and radiant glow, Imprinted deep within my soul, they flow. The sight stood still, frozen in time’s embrace, Regret’s whispers mingling with the breeze’s trace. An atmosphere of torment and melancholy, As agony and longing danced…

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