Umair Hilal   (Umair Hilal)
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Crafting worlds with words, painting dreams with rhyme.
علیگ🖤
Kashmir🍁
Joined 7 March 2024


Crafting worlds with words, painting dreams with rhyme.
علیگ🖤
Kashmir🍁
Joined 7 March 2024
21 APR AT 10:17

Dear ones, as I step away for a brief interlude, I carry your warmth in my heart, knowing that our journey is but a tapestry of fleeting moments, destined to intertwine once more in the grand design of fate. Till our paths intertwine again, may peace be upon you, and may the divine guide our steps. Fe Amanillah

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21 APR AT 10:05


In the moon's gentle glow, he whispered promises of forever, weaving their love into constellations, each star a testament to their endless journey together.

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21 APR AT 10:03


As they stood on the precipice of goodbye, their souls shattered like fragile glass, each shard a memory of a love too beautiful to last, yet too precious to forget, echoing in the caverns of their broken hearts for eternity.

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20 APR AT 0:20

Embrace of Critique

In shadows deep, where doubts reside,
Criticism's blade, a sharp divide.
Yet in its cut, a seed may sow,
A chance to learn, to bloom, to grow.

Through stormy seas and darkest night,
Critique may sting with all its might.
But in its wake, a path appears,
Guiding steps through doubts and fears.

So let the words, though harsh they be,
Ignite the fire that sets me free.
For in the forge of criticism's flame,
I'll shape my soul, and rise, reclaim.

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19 APR AT 0:28

The Eternal Debate: Choices in the Balance

Angel: Why must you torment them so?

Devil: Torment? I merely offer them choices.

Angel: But your choices lead to suffering and regret.

Devil: And yours lead to stagnation and naivety.

Angel: Can't you see the light in their hearts? The potential for love and kindness?

Devil: Love is fleeting, and kindness is often taken advantage of.

Angel: But it's what makes life worth living, what gives it meaning.

Devil: Meaning? Life is chaos, my dear. I merely provide them with options in this chaotic world.

Angel: Options that lead to destruction and despair.

Devil: Or freedom and self-discovery. It's all a matter of perspective.

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19 APR AT 0:19

The next time when you think about texting me, remember that every word you send carries the weight of our memories, the echoes of our laughter, and the whispers of our dreams. In the silence between our messages, I find the rhythm of our connection, the heartbeat of our love.

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18 APR AT 18:26

Promises of Forever: A Love Eternal

He: "My love, I can feel the weight of time slipping away. I fear leaving you behind."

She: "Shh... My heart, don't speak of leaving. We've shared a lifetime of love, and that will never fade."

He: "But how can I bear to say goodbye? How can I face eternity without you by my side?"

She: "Our love will transcend even death itself. In memories cherished and moments shared, we'll always be intertwined."

He: "Promise me you'll remember our laughter, our tears, our dreams."

She: "I promise, my dearest. Your essence will forever dwell within me, a beacon of light in my darkest hours."

He: "Hold me close, let me feel your warmth one last time."

She: "I'll hold you until the very end, my love. Together, we'll journey into eternity, hand in hand, heart in heart."

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18 APR AT 13:32

To walk under the stars hand in hand with you is to wander through the universe, finding infinity in each other's embrace.

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17 APR AT 14:39

In the cathedral of the soul, where echoes linger,
A heart lies fractured, a silent singer.
Yet within the ruins, a symphony waits,
To weave a tapestry of love from shattered fates.

With tender strokes, paint the canvas anew,
In hues of healing, in shades of blue.
Each stroke a prayer, each color a sigh,
As hope unfurls its wings to touch the sky.

Beneath the starlit canopy, dreams take flight,
As whispers of solace kiss the night.
Embrace the moon's embrace, its gentle glow,
And let the broken heart find its flow.

In the sanctuary of self, let love reign,
A beacon of light through sorrow's terrain.
For in the crucible of pain, grace is found,
As petals of resilience carpet the ground.

So let the broken heart bloom once more,
In the garden of healing, where scars adore.
For in the mosaic of life, beauty unfurls,
A masterpiece crafted from the broken pearls.

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17 APR AT 2:54

They existed in parallel universes, always close yet eternally distant.

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