WORDS DIPPED IN SUNFLOWER NECTAR AND GREEN TEA,

my bones are too big for my body and they protrude through my skin : let's talk about love, angst, fear, peace.

paint me in all of your favourite colours 3/21/20

these are the crystal tears that will soon caress my marble statue

POETRY & PROSE. plucking roses from the dents in the wall

where the eyes stay awake, yet colour in them is asleep. · part one of woven shreds.

POETIC VERSE. i am mine; fully, irrevocably. © 2021, khadija faleel. #25 in poetry

careworn and smiling with a crooked grin, adoration slept in the wrinkles beside his eyes as he observed the mosaic beauty. she held his callused palm in hers and whispered to the moon; "tonight, we're monsters." romanticism isn't always beautiful.