Belihaazi
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belihaazi
Poems · prose · spoken word · hip hop
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A ceiling is the canvas, for the chaos, of an empty mind.
The Ceiling · 2023
मेरा इश्क धीमा है, मुझे मुरझाए फ़ूलों से ही इश्क होता है।
Phoolon se ishq · 2022
There is no poetry. Only people.
No Poetry · 2023
The clock is ticking at 3.43 a.m as I write this.
Pillow Castles · 2021
that we, in our hearts, we hold the sun.
Children of the sun · 2022
Some pieces deal with mental health and distress.
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