Friday, December 5, 2025

Babra Shafiqi

Studying in DPS Srinagar. Love to read, write and bask in the glory of Paradise on earth. I pour my soul out on paper. Nothing stimulates me more than intelligence, kindness and compassion. Hopelessly romantic (sometimes) solid listener (most times).
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The Lucky Ones-Poetry.

How beautiful is the Poetry of the onesWhose hearts ache of last nights love.That left them and their shirts,crumpled on the bed sheets. Like feathers of a willful bird,Gotten hurt from a branch of home.That...

When The Sun Talks

The sun asked me a question that I could not answer, He said "Why in the night lays awake the dancer"? Even though he is awake under my light, But why your mates are amazed by him...

SOMETHING YOUNG

Hakeem walked towards the stove to put the boiling kettle down. As he took in the fresh smell from the kettle, he stirred the dull brown colored tea with a steel spoon. He walked towards...

THE GIRL ON THE STAIRS

I haven't asked myself things in a very long time. Where am I ? Where will I go and what is it that lies in front of me right now?. I didn't know much about...

Nusrat- Story of a Free-spirit

With one hand on her chin and the other resting on her lap, she listened so carefully to the man describing his problems. He said, “My wife left me for something I never did,...

The One Between The Stars.

"THE ONE YOU SEE BETWEEN THE STARS". Covered in a honey glazed, brown colored and oil scented fortune cookie was a piece of paper that read these words. The girl holding the piece of paper was...

GRAMMY’S LOVE

When I was a little girl, visiting my grandmother had always been an adventure for me she lived far away from my house but it didn't stop me to peddle my cycle towards her...

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