Braimoh Mariam

          New BOOK LAUNCH !!  
          
          In the outskirts of the city of Murkam, witches are allowed to breathe. In this state, Ruhi struggles to discover her identity and falls into the fate of  ancient elemental powers far greater than she ever imagined. As destiny unfolds, three other women from vastly different worlds-a pirate's daughter, a royal trapped in a palace, and a cunning courtesan-are unknowingly drawn toward the same fate. 
          Bounded by secrets, curses, and lost legends, their paths collide to form a single journey: a **Qafila** destined to change their world. But as hidden powers awaken and dangerous truths surface, the four women must decide-will they embrace their destiny, or be destroyed by it?
          
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Heyy!!! I came across your work. Would you like to support for support? I'll vote, comment, and fully engage in your work and would love it if you would do it for my work too ❤️

Salam! How are you doing? 
          
          I hope it is okay to share my story, Scarred. 
          
          What happens when faith itself becomes rebellion, survival means sacrifice, and love feels like a risk too dangerous to take?
          If you enjoy dystopian worlds, complicated characters, and slow-burn romance in the midst of chaos, I’d be so grateful if you gave it a read and let me know what you think.
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/86973574?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=PearlandIvory_

@countryfresh yes 

Hi! My poetry book Hushes and Heartbeats is out — a collection of whispers and echoes of the heart.  Do read, vote & drop a comment, it means a lot .
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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 [ 09th september 2025, tuesday ] 
          
          a round table, 
          a conference of triangles, 
          fortitude or servitude?
          a decision to be sought. 
          pages of emotions 
          and binders of spiral thoughts, 
          moon's decorum splintered
          in the group aubade. 
          
          hollowed warrior first, 
          stepped and stood upon, 
          soundless glare
          with edges bruised. 
          happiness arid, 
          interrogation drying, 
          forts and castles 
          over murdered merits.
          and then a joy—
          foreign and known—
          repenting its birth. 
          
          mind of the crumbs, 
          heart of the loaves.
          no trek can trample
          the path of a trickster. 
          a lone chill, a surrounded cry, 
          traces of impulses
          in the fireplace of life. 
          
          a wardrobe of escape, 
          mumbling telephones.
          rotten tales and
          tatters of the pretenders. 
          guests excused, 
          world locked-up, 
          and again—
          the uncaring rouse
          protects to betray.
          the sky of memory 
          chokes
          the birds of today,
            like fluttering sage. 
          oh souls of flesh, 
          how similar are thoust— 
          from one to another— 
          you migrate in your palm. 
           #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 

Greetings dear folks, it's your esteemed writer back with another bang.
          Salam to you all, readers and famz! Wagwan
          In a few weeks after dropping the last chapter of Unlikely, I had been editing the first five chapters of this book hoping to improve it a bit.
          
          For readers from last two years, you will spot the difference after reviewing them now. 
          From chapter 10, I'm not changing the texts just the Grammar and style of writing.
          I'm still rereading the final chapter for any needs for changes. 
          
          Oh blimey! It's a lotttt of work and I have my coffee as a bestie.
          
          But it doesn't mean the story has ended. It just begun.
          Yesss, Taliha and Arif aren't done with us.
          The epilogue is on the way, I'm currently writing it.
          So anticipate for the final end. Cheers. 
          I'm open to replies here since Wattpad doesn't allow private chats
          My IG isn't available currently, so communication will be exclusively here.
          
          Thank you guys for the views, I'm glad for the publicity and promotions too. Alhamdulilah.
          For story rankings, its still the top on chart of introversion and the ML, Arif!
          I'm wondering why Arif got the top spot as a character just like he topped his academics in the university. XD
          Maybe it will be fair if Taliha got her position too? What do you think? 
          If you want to test this, send a reply and it's done. 
          
          Looking forward to award wins. If you have any, free to recommend. 
          I hope you enjoyed my UNLIKELY, loved your main characters and learned a few things.( ◜‿◝ )❤