You remember the storm, but do you remember the fire.
A small Minamahal inspired poetry. Hope it ignites creativity in you like it did for her.
You remember the storm but do you remember the fire inside that silence or do you remember the girl who sat in the empty quiet.
The girl that lost her voice in between and do you know the boy who brought the pride in her writing back.
The boy who told her that her poetry wasn't useless and so was her composure. The boy who made her resurface.
That storm wasn't supposed to last that long but it did to extinguish the fire in her heart and the boy noticed made that weakness into a palace.
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Ayesha Butt
I’m an 12-year-old writer passionate about mystery, thriller, poetry, and fictional realities. I also write articles exploring these themes, aiming to captivate, entertain, and inspire readers with vivid storytelling and thoughtful insights
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