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Author: Areej Saqib

About The Author

Areej Saqib

I am someone that cannot be crammed up into one metaphor. Writing is my therapy. I love reading books, playing basketball and watching conspiracy theories. I want to create places that become a part of people's stories as memories. That is why I chose to study architecture. I am an introvert at heart, but I can come across as an extrovert due to my excessive rambling.

“The devil in disguise”

I wrote about monsters ever since I was a kid Some hid under my bed; some haunted all the dead ends   Shadows lured in corners, but light would make them go away The darkness scared me, but the words scared me more- all what people would say   You can’t ever know what words they are going to throw, so you can never take a dive All those words get to your head; all those words that make it hard to stay alive   I was stupid enough to think that words alone could mess up your mind The silence is a heavier bullet, it blocks you up inside What can words do except wound and heal? The walk of the devil, and his presence, are what’s creepy For his skin is not red, but his aura is blood bright For he is a monster, with no claws, no knife His stare is enough to suffocate you, And it makes you want to die; Yet you remain frozen under his eyes   Foolish I was to think that he would tell me his next move, As a good killer never says, “I am going to kill you.” He grips and chokes before you even get a clue   Yet I live to tell his tale, enjoyed by most ears For they don’t realize his secret; it is just...

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A Peculiar Journey

My eyes are closed. Or maybe they are open. The darkness is too solid to let me focus on such a trivial detail. I am walking, however. I can tell that because I am moving. I am walking through solid shadows that dissolve through me. I don’t know why I am here. Why would such a thing even cross my mind? Only one thing mattered – I have to walk on. I just know it. If I don’t do so, I will die. Or am I already dead? That doesn’t matter. Not really. There is a lane forming as...

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