مغامره

This is a collection of poems born from silence, survival, and identity. Written by someone who was told to hide, and chose instead to speak. Every poem is a quiet war. Every line, a piece of light. _________________________________________ 'And Strangle them with a rainbow shirt, Because Little broken boys just don't seem to hurt.' - From 'Too young' 'You're a man now, not little anymore, Still so little, Evermore...' - From 'My Favourite little Man' 'Would I too break my toys, if I did belong?' - From 'Mirror World' ______________________________________________ ⚠️BEWARE⚠️- There's too much going on in my poems ;) If you don't relate to my poems, I feel sad for you. If you do relate to my poems, I feel sadder for you. ______________________________________________ 1st Runner-Up In 'The Fathomless Verse Awards' 🏆 _____________________________________________ Remarkable Rankings! #6 in poems out of 222k books on 10/31/25 #4 in Poesia out of 16k books on 11/11/25 #20 in short out of 160k books on 11/11/25 #7 in inspiration out of 30k books on 11/11/25 #2 in Poesia out of 16k books on 11/13/25 #13 in short out of 160k books on 11/13/25 #1 in Personal out of 28k books on 11/15/25 #2 in Poems out of 222k books on 1/14/25 #1 in Poesia out of 16k books on 12/16/25

أول روايه أن شاء الله تنال إعجابكم ❤️. ~تشبيه الأبطال بالانستا~ تبدأ قصتنا من لما تجي بطلتنا للسعوديه وتصادف هاذاك العسكري وتتهاوش معاه لكن ماتدري انه اللي بينقذها من عملية اختطاف بتصير لها . ( الروايه تنعرض في واتباد وانستا "da_q25" )

هذه القصة وليدة خيالٍ جامح ، تنسج حروفها على نول الوهم والاحتمال فإن تماهت شخصياتها أو تداخلت أحداثها مع شيءٍ من واقعكم فاعلموا أن ذلك لم يكن محض مصادفة...بل مقصودًا ؛ ذبحني مرخي الرمش الخجول الناعس النجدي ‏هواني وإن هويته ما قويت الموت من دونه.. ‏لا منه رمى رمشه ولا مس خده الوردي ‏تضيع الشمس . . وأنوار المكان بنظرة عيونه

Basically a playlist that screams ISHMAN.