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Nothing gold can stay

By Robert Frost

Nature’s first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf’s a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf,

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day

Nothing gold can stay.

Black

By Zahra Akbar

Demons descending in fancy wings,

to declare my damnation

I am painted black from head to toe; the color of my ink

It’s all the proof they need.

Here come your lightning bolts,

To burn my paper lodging;

The only thing I had for a sanctuary,

The only thing I could call home,

The only thing white about me...

Your mockery of piety - your sacred terror,

Fluttering desperation to swipe away my ashes,

They fly and leave my verses in the space,

And upon your wings...

Glittery particles of insidious bondage;

You call it light - I defy.

I write in shining black ink to

Pierce your holy chest

With my unholy stakes.

Story of my life

By Manail binte Sher

I’m not,

What I seem to be.

I’m not,

What you think I am.

I might seem,

Calm,

Collected,

And real.

I might seem,

Extraordinary,

Confident,

And real.

But it’s all just a facade,

I’ve masterfully made.

For,

In the cruel reality,

I’m just another

Humane,

Human,

Grenade.

It might not seem so,

But,

I’ve lost what I’ve loved,

A million times, and

I break down,

Every night.

I’ve given it my all,

A million times,

Yet I lose hope,

In every fight.

I’ve died inside,

A million times,

Hence I laud the darkness,

I’ve forgotten the light.

Yet,

I collect myself,

All the scattered pieces,

Then I align them perfectly,

To make a fake outline.

Just so you can believe,

I am,

What I seem to be.

I am,

What you think I am.

Compiled by SK