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Magic of warmth!

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Just as I saw the sun’s gentle glow,

Its warmth spreading to all below,

I realised the power of a simple ray,

A kind word, a smile to brighten the way.

A mere glimmer of light can make someone’s day,

A simple hello, a smile along the way.

Let’s sprinkle warmth wherever we roam,

For life’s too brief for grudges to find a home.

Let kindness be our daily art,

For in its embrace, we play our part.

// Jannat Amjad

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Ashes of the Heart’s Seasons

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Like a flower in the garden

exposed to all seasons,

heat, cold, and warmth

the heart experiences its own

tumultuous weather

yet, its seasons cannot be

neatly defined as summer or autumn,

for their timing is unpredictable,

the occurrences are chaotic

and their duration uncertain

they come and go in an endless loop,

until all that’s nurturing the heart

and soul is drained and

squeezed into ashes,

to be lit by the world’s toxicity

sadly, these ashes do not always

revive like the mythical phoenix

or maybe they do

and there exists an undiscovered

magic waiting to be unearthed.

// Jannat Amjad

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Stop running after ‘future’

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Don’t ever run after fate

don’t burden your soul

with the thoughts of

controlling destiny;

Chasing ‘future’ will

left you with nothing

but sorrow;

It makes you feel guilty of

‘I tried and couldn’t make it’

feeling,

which then turns off the

light of passion,

shuts down a

‘driven-character’ and

numbs a rush of

‘I can do it’

sentiment.

// Jannat Amjad

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Overthinking

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The more you over-analyze your actions,

the more you overthink on your thoughts;

The more you get learned at the cost of restlessness,

chaos of mind, shit storm and,

scary nightmares about countless ‘what ifs?’

Total dismay, dissatisfaction, discontent and desperation,

Leading to a path of unending quest,

Aiming to seek the perfect mould to fit in;

And that’s where you find yourself trapped in a tunnel of darkness,

with zero knowledge about the end, whatsoever;

The identity loses,

the sense of self disappears,

the joy of life diminishes to eventually die off;

Moments of imperfection feels like a sin,

turning you in a chronic pedantic.

// Jannat Amjad

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DEBUT BOOK BIRTHDAY!

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MY BOOK’S GONNA TURN TWO THIS MONTH!

I STILL CAN’T BELIEVE IT.

ALSO, I WANT TO THANK MY #WritingCommunity and #readingcommunity FOR THE APPRECIATION & LOVE FOR THE BOOK

#Beyourownparadise #debutbookmonth #debutbook #Readers #writers #writerslift #KindleUnlimited

GO GET IT. REVIEW IT. I’LL BE MORE THAN GRATEFUL.

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