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Transformations

In the middle of all chaos, humdrum and disparity Yet slowly learning The secret art Of turning myself into who I have always wanted to be.

Transformations

 

In awe of ethereal subliminal majesty

Embodying the whispering dreams,

Shades of autumn and musk roses in her poetry.

Guardian of the hidden art

Hiding words like a treasure trove

Buried deep

Quintessential dreamer

after what you seek

A hermit, an aspiring seasoned mystic

In the middle of all chaos, humdrum and disparity

Yet slowly learning

The secret art

Of turning

myself

Into who I have always wanted to be.

Into magic

Into poetry

 

Catch more of Maryam Viqar with her previous poems at The Ugly Writers or by clicking on any of her works below:

call me home  man who can't be named  

And catch her on Instagram at Myrapoems

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Maryam H. Viqar
A seeker, dreamer, scribbler, reader, writing poetry about grief, loss, rain, autumn, nocturnal silence, hope and sometimes love...and yes 'the sight of the stars makes me dream' too....

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