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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 

Hello! I'm Arcane, and I'm excited to share that I'm working on my first novel titled "Fazal aur Noor ki Fehmiyan." It's in English, and I'm committed to giving it my all. I hope you all will enjoy it!
          
          The story features a best friends-to-lovers trope with a happy ending. and let me tell you it's full of romance and comedy! It's also halal. I hope you're interested in reading it, please comment and vote. Thank you for your time! 
          
          also! if you want to go with follow for follow that will be appreciated too!
          
          - Arcane
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/376845977?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=AwriterArcane

I think you'd like this story: "NI DA YA NABEEL" by pen_of_simplicity on Wattpad https://www.wattpad.com/story/395138889?utm_source=android&utm_medium=com.whatsapp&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=pen_of_simplicity
          
          ke har kin isa nayi magana kimin tsaki tashin mun a falo tho tunda ba falon ubanki bane miqewa asum tayi ta danqi wuyan jumayma kokarin kwacewa ta shiga yi idanunta duk sunyo waje " whl kika Kara kuskuren zagin ubana saikin baqunci lahira shegiya kodaddiyar banza cikin dakakkiyar murya nabeel yace sakarta juyowa tayi ta kalleshi sai kuma ta saketa tare da hankada ta ta fada Kan kujera karasawa yayi ya dagota cikin fushi ta bige hannun sa babe Kai kace yarinyar nan aiki zata dinga mun amma a gabanka take kokarin kasheni baka dau mataki ba a dakile asum tace tho kuwa bakiji daidai ba dan matsayina da naki duk daya.............

Assalamu alaikum sister.
          
          Have you read this book?
           I hate to be the bearer of bad news but if you haven't then you are missing out. Do give my book a chance and I hope you fall in love with my writing. Do give me a follow if possible.
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I just published "Chapter 5-6" of my story "DARAJAR ƘWARYA". https://www.wattpad.com/1373618890?utm_source=android&utm_medium=com.whatsapp&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=Momislam2021&wp_originator=qt%2F97edg106XXwHQEKQ42tZRx3i%2FvqT%2FQe64ftwO3uqe93UhEadAN8s5cO5Tt2juB6JNXBzwIpuiCLSGyhdWMaUMfBZVoXrAnPOQq96%2FuLSStL3CosRKlbmBO2YZLL9m

a token of kindness [ 18th july 2023 ] 
          
          insecure poems, confident aches; inspired decades yet everyday a death. stretching silences, concrete words; homes that melt and walls that echo. floating feet, rotten flowers; waves that pause in an ocean that seamlessly flows. 
          
          fluttering thoughts, fiddling feelings; coloured mouths and disappearing promises. hibernating lights and travelling darknesses; lingering lilacs and luminescent shadows. 
          
          minds of pearls, mouths of venom; do not lose by playing to their strengths. corridors of history, weaponsied love; transient nor malleable. fragile loneliness, screaming insecurities;  not every sunset has to be colourful. 
          
          sun of rain, thunders of frustration; mornings like amnesia, cloudless burdens. midday pride, repentance heavy; grief stricken victories, blackbird joys. mansions of footsteps, tears of dreams; we are all graves carrying the dying spark of life in us. 
           #adropofhumanity 

Hello Everyone, I’m so happy to announce to you that my Second book would come up on Friday 30th June In Sha Allah♥️♥️♥️I need your maximum support and cooperation please, In Sha Allah you’ll love it  And the name is KOMAI TSANANIN DUHU…ba’a manta hanyar baki♥️

Thanks for following me sis and I am waiting for your vote and comment on my book "The untold love"