Diamond

BOO

a small token of kindness [ 17th september 2025, wednesday ] 
          
          broken fury, dead incitement, delirium stitched in emotions. yearning winds, fanning destructions, branches that bury their homelands. 
          
          systemic disorientations, horrors owed to joys that bleed. mysterious differences, confusions constructed, alarms that ring but souls that refuse to awaken. 
          
          blaring conquerors, forgotten tunnels, coffee cooling beside unmade dread. thrumming fingertips, raging purposes, metamorphosis: humans crawling, carrying everyday banters. 
          
          the sun with a thousand eyes, the night with hidden crimes, feathers drowned in poet's ink. sorrows of lyrics, wings lost in the blue, life that feeds one melancholy, souls distilling it into hope. 
           #adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness [ 01st september, 2025 — monday] 
          
          words plated in heirlooms, heavy with light,
          tinkling cuts, dazzling wounds —
          weaponry forged from childhood gloom,
          wars cradled in a mother’s stolen womb. 
          
          windmills bow above folded clothes,
          grandmother’s peach crumble cooling on the sill.
          cottages lean, tethered with ghosts —
          growth a gamble, memory the wager. 
          
          tender hearts rest in greasy hands,
          coloured proses, begotten rhyme.
          measuring the gaps of fleeting hours,
          tidy rooms against the storm of rest. 
          
          roads of chemicals, an age of hearts,
          souls displaced, refugees of home.
          effervescence rushes, skeletons mist-bound —
          a tale as old as precedents. 
          
          labyrinthine dashes, nuance permitted,
          olives of faith, olives betrayed.
          a marathon — glass slippers sublime —
          and all of life becomes a floor for dancing,
          a garden for incitement,
          a bloom pressed against time. 
           #adropofhumanity 

a token of kindness [ 24th august, 2025 — sunday ] 
          
          where comes the chaos? soar and sin, the culprit,
          from the lodging inns. surrendered and sought,
          beavering, bold— a little of the timid, a lot of the known. 
          
          swinging with pride, doors left unknocked,
          a guest invited under intoxication’s hold.
          forging, jeopardising, guided by homely apple-pie servings; bruised words swept beneath the rug of humility. 
          
          barks and bellows, odours, open wounds,
          entangled chairs and a single creaking move.
          whisper, then wait, tremors that carry
          a mouth of screams— beginning and dying
          in a parched throat. 
          
          kalopsia and kites— a guest like ropeburn,
          pricking like wine. mindful maps, mindless routes,
          sanctuaries like lies that bury the truth.
          shadows stumble, shoes fade—
          a blessing strikes a menace, transforming a paper cut into a prayer. 
           #adropofhumanity 

a token of kindness [ 18th august 2025, monday ] 
          
          "green and gold, bumblebees and blooms, notorious affairs of the innocent homes; half of wounds are entombed in windy trails, while the remaining lie maimed in terraces aged. 
          
          eye and a wisdom tooth, bear and tear, wavelets of death caressing the feeble veil; garbled silences in pictures hung, hung were the joys of the crusted youth. keepsakes assignable, september — a bright shy; one step of risk, one step of ice. 
          
          cliffs and cuts that swallow the shore, earth is an art with its slinky tides and falling feathers; rhythm and rhyme mold the blood, like granules of sand that recognise a home in your skin. 
          
           liquor and tea, a prison and a poison; every scream becomes a rotten whisper. quite a wonder, the heart one carries with pride, the same which injures the soul — punished with suffocation behind clasping ribs, where it beats and beats, severing its rest."
           #adropofhumanity 

diamonddddddddd I'm not gonna be on wp much bc its summer break :(( imma miss u!!

DIAMOND WHATS UP WYA I miss you <333
          school ends next week for me, hbu?

HABIBTI ARE YOU ALIVE I MISS YOUUUUUU I'm going to start pestering your convos board bc actually are you ok?? like ur my wattpad bestie where you at :(
          (take your time tho, i'm the LAST person to be talking considering I once had a ~1 year streak of just. ghosting this site. but like. I miss u <3333)
          take careeeeee I luv u sm bestie <333333333333333333333333333

hiiiiiiii i miss u <33
          how r u doing?

Hey y'all!! HAPPY NEW YEARRRRRR ik I'm like s u p e r late to a lot of people thanks to time zones (and just in general, it's 3am for me :sob:) but I just wanted to pop on to wish everyone a very happy 2025!!!!
          
          Also, this account is NOT dead - I am desperately doing CPR I swear. The last chunk of 2024 decided to (metaphorically) attack me with a macheye, and I've barely had any screen access for the past few months since I managed to get a severe concussion ☠️ If I've completely disappeared on you, I promise I am so, so sorry (you've probably heard it a million times. Nadia especially, I am SO SORRY OMG I KNOW I'M TERRIBLE AT KEEPING UP - I'M GOING TO DO BETTER I PROMISE I'M FINALLY ALLOWED BACK ONLINE WITH DOCTOR STUFF SO I'MMA READ E V E R Y T H I N G YOU WROTE I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I AM SO SORRY @qwertyl0l ) But yeah, Wattpad's been soooo dead lately from what I've seen, I'm gonna do what I can to keep my acc out of the Wattpad graveyard ☠️
          
          But anyways, enough 3 am rambling - this might be the longest announcement I've ever made lmao. Bottom line is, 2024 and all its crap is over, and now it's time for 2025!! I wish you all the best in this upcoming year, and that 2025 brings you many great things <33333 
          HAPPY NEW YEAR Y'ALL WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO *CONFETTI*