Well I ink a lotta damn poetry
, And thought " why not bind it and put it out there"
المُتابَعون
قم بالتسجيل كي تنضم إلى أكبر مجتمع لرواية القصص
أو
قصص بقلم Fathima Hiba
FALLEN
The shards of the broken glass
reflects the unsaid wars.
Maybe one day, I will get my stitches
ANCHOR
I walk with
That heaviness
In me
Weighing me
Down to
Nothing.
MAD WOMEN POEMS
I don't like fantasies
I only ink them.
Inspired by "Layla Majnun" narrative.