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2 months ago |
medium.com | Maria Khalid
Armor Poetry at Paper PoetryFading and then risingMaria Khalid·FollowPublished inPaper Poetry·2 min read·--Image created by the author using Canva. Wave IHow do you walk through the blue? Nothing enters. Nothing leaves. Blankness stares back. Where the thoughts hang in limbo — seeing life through the cracks,stepping back and seeing it all,piece by piece;a shroud to pass through nothingness,through madness,through an abyss. Wave IIHow do you create from nothingness?
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Dec 6, 2024 |
medium.com | Maria Khalid
BOOK REVIEW | INSURGENCY HISTORY | COMMENTDream of a Shared PastMaria Khalid·FollowPublished inburnttoasts·3 min read·--Rebels, insurgents, minorities, authority, government, majority. Can all these coexist in a history narrative? Can they share history and have a truth and reconciliation moment? Can they avoid being morally superior in all their wrongdoings? It’s nearly impossible. History can either be nationalistic, erasing all that fail to comply.
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Nov 22, 2024 |
medium.com | Maria Khalid
PATTERN POETRY AT PAPER POETRY Some questions for the self Maria Khalid · Follow Published in Paper Poetry · 2 min read · -- Photo by Ricardas Brogys on Unsplash one wonders how much a heart can take like how far can you walk with swollen feet or how can you walk against violent winds or how can you wade through a river with crazy currents or how far can you stroll on a lonely highway or how far can you go in a city where you can’t read the signboards or why do you go on a path which leads to...
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Nov 8, 2024 |
medium.com | Maria Khalid
POETRY ON LOST HISTORYBeyond the ruinsMaria Khalid·FollowPublished inThe Lark·2 min read·--Photo by Annie Spratt on UnsplashITell me a taleof a forgotten language. How it trickleddown to extinction,like the notes of a broken symphonyfalling out into the abyss,like the little white wavesdisappearing in a fathomless sea. IIA soulful melodyin which two loversonce conversedin rhymes and imagery — reverie of a faraway landin a palatial gardenof what now is a crowdedlandscape of lost dreams.
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Nov 4, 2024 |
medium.com | Maria Khalid
POEM FOR PARTINGThe language of separationMaria Khalid·FollowPublished inKnow Thyself, Heal Thyself·2 min read·--Photo by Freddy Kearney on UnsplashDoes separation feel the same in every language? In mine, it is called Firaaq*. Like you can repeat it under your breathand feel the heaviness of the syllablesdrowning your heart. Or if you utter it thoughtfully,then it disappearslike a stone in a blind well.
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