When you have an imagination like mine, you'd know that it's not easy to suppress the thoughts that flow inside. Every thought is like a wave and the wave itself never breaks unless it is given the attention it craves.
And so, people like you and I, we write. We write because when we do, we are at home. When we write, we realize that in the worlds we make, everything depends on the next key that is pressed, the next word that is typed.

My name is Iyaash Ibrahim and I welcome you to my world. Here, anything could happen. I hope you enjoy your stay.
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This Journey of Mine
by Iyaash Ibrahim - Wednesday, 20 February 2019, 7:44 AM
 

This Journey of Mine

I’ve been walking
All my life
Down a path that does not end.

The road is long
And the wind blows hot
And my feet, they drag me on.

From the sands
The sun does rise
And the heat, it breaks my mind.

My skin is burning
My eyes are sore
And my feet are blistering red.

And if you asked me
Once again
To talk about a shorter path,
I will tell you
Once again
The same old story all the while.

Because the path to success
Is long and hard
And the way is warm and hot.

-I.I


 
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Erosion
by Iyaash Ibrahim - Wednesday, 20 February 2019, 7:43 AM
 

Erosion

There were stormy clouds
Upon his brow
As he walked all alone.

And in his heart
There was his pain
Locked away, writhing hard.

And upon his soul
Fell the drops of rain
Soothing not
The waves inside.

For his mind was breaking
A beach of sand
And the world was a dreaded sea.

-I.I

 

 

 

 


 
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This Thing Called Life
by Iyaash Ibrahim - Wednesday, 20 February 2019, 7:42 AM
 

This Thing Called Life

Days we spend, trying to live
Trying to think of dreams to make.
And then we strive till the end of time
To make them true, to make them real.

And then we fail
And then we cry
And then we bleed and then regret.

Then to our feet, we stand
And we walk again
And then we dream and then repeat.

What madness it is
This thing called life
Where all we do
Is hope to try.

-I.I

 


 
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The Pebbles At Our Feet
by Iyaash Ibrahim - Wednesday, 20 February 2019, 7:26 AM
 

 

 The Pebbles at Our Feet

 

We were so caught up
With the boulders ahead of us
That we fell over
The pebbles at our feet.

-I.I

 


 
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The Sailor
by Iyaash Ibrahim - Wednesday, 20 February 2019, 7:24 AM
 

The Sailor

Across the sea
There sailed a boat
With its tiny sails flapping about.

Inside the boat
Across the deck
There lay a boy, bored and calm.

He felt the sea
He breathed the winds
And his heart was shining bright.

His eyes were closed
His breaths came short
But a smile ...

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The Newborn Sun
by Iyaash Ibrahim - Wednesday, 20 February 2019, 7:21 AM
 


The Newborn Sun

The sun is rising
Breathing flame
In the morning, when I wake.

The light is golden
Beaming strong
Giving life within the night.

Yawning, I rise
Tired and lone
To take a walk in this light.

The grass is green, the trees do nod
And the morning
Triumphs tonight.

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