I turn moments into poetry.
HINNAH MIANI like to trace the ghosts of your fingers on the back of my hand. They read- I don’t know how to hold without you.
More Hinnah Mian Quotes
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There is a calmness in not knowing.
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I want to separate writing from heartbreak but I don’t know how.
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Somewhere inside my throat lives your ache.
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I don’t like how your embrace feels like comfort till the knife thrust.
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I’ve got nothing left to give but I keep digging deeper.
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I am tired of living in a world, where I belong deeply, to anyone but myself.
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I pocket grief and it beckons me like a lover.
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And what am I but the smallest of footnotes in the universe’s everlasting memoir?
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Here I am, a mosaic of becomings.
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How does one love a person who is not a person but a multitude?
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Allow me to introduce myself, A warning and a welcoming all at once.
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For once I want to be something that lasts.
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I love you like I barely had a land to call my own.
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Every beauty mark, a country to roam. Every stretch mark, a river to cross.
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I remember when I was the only sin you liked to kiss.
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I like to trace the ghosts of your fingers on the back of my hand. They read- I don’t know how to hold without you.
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I am unbearably human.
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I always wanted to be more than my brown skin, when you told me I was sweet like cinnamon.
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This country collects too many tongues, until our only language is silence.
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He reminds me of the shadow between silences.
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I am a child of borderlines and we are two lands, carved differently.
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Somewhere in these walls we’re still dancing, feeling nostalgic and much too in my head.
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How do you mourn the loss of someone who was never yours to begin with?
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I am only beautiful when my legs are open and I have forgotten my mother tongue to make room for yours.
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We are so much more than skin can hold.
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My silhouette is an ocean, your lips a sailor.
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